Carving notches in my Bible
There’s one for every sinner saved
These heathens all once acted tribal
But now, they’re not depraved!
Couldn’t tell you what their names are
And I would lose them in a lineup
These aren’t people that I’m chasing
They’re just targets—I’m the sniper
Out-thought a drunkard yesterday
I trapped the heathen in his words
He had no choice—no other option
But to accept what he heard
I know every formula
I know every argument
I know every trick to get them
Into our establishment
So gather round, my friends and fans
And please be of good cheer.
Because today I will be named
Evangelizer of the year
The drunkard wasn’t sure he bought it
But I’d won the verbal fight
He had to bow down to my logic
I forced on him eternal life
Couldn’t tell you what their names are
And I would lose them in a lineup
It’s not human I’ve been hunting
He’s the target—I’m the sniper
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