God's Camaro

I have God's Camaro parked out in the drive

And when I get behind the wheel I'm never more alive

I feel it when I peel it and I'm

Slinging gravel all across the parking lot

Before I burst I hit the gas and chirp em off in first

Washing God's Camaro with my favorite shirt

There's silver in the bird shit and there are Diamonds in the dirt

The water is running down the hood in rivulets

This is the day I take the hose and rinse my sins away

Starting God's Camaro and pulling down the door

I knock into a jar of nails and when it hits the floor

It scatters as it shatters and it mixes in my regrets

Just make it so, I'm riding off in God's Camaro

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