LYRIC

I can't be expected
To hold this up.
You're spinning tops
And when they drop,
Am I responsible?
Is what you're telling me?

Well I'll give my money
If they ask me,
But I won't give my clean body.

The least of these
Is not the least of my worries.
I'm sorry, but Jesus come on.

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