praise the lord to hide you hypocritical ways

as i hide behind my mothers skinny legs as she bangs on the doors of our neighbors

she is is a good women a godly women

a women trying to save people from satans hold 

i to thought i was that type of women 

but i was just a girl 

and i could not bang on the doors of my neighbors to save them 

i still fear the holy fires of hell 

but i push past it because i didn't make the cut to be one of those women 

the women i saw every Sunday 

the women always speaking with holy fire in their guts

i was a girl with rubber in her gut

however when i spoke about fashion i showed no fear

i went from hidding girl to warrio of fashion 

i may fall in the satans fir but i will atleast look like an angle