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Lyrics:
Don’t even try to tell me what prayer is for
My Genie in a bottle needs to give me some more
And when this mess is over, I don’t need Him anymore
I’ll put my God back on temporary ignore
If you will do what I need you to do
I’ll find some time to praise you when this whole thing is through
If you get me out of this, Oh great Almighty
I promise I’ll never do it again, well maybe…
I get along fine most of the time
No thought for thanks or blessings sublime
When turmoil breaks through the shell of my comfort
My lack of a prayer life abort
White knucklin the rosary
I know my God by what He does for me
Open only in case of emergency
White knucklin' the rosary
When turmoil breaks through the shell of my comfort
my lack of a prayer life abort
An acrostic for prayer that I learned as a kid
Praise and repentance, ask for others, yourself
But now in my lackluster state of affairs
Give me what I ask for, beyond that, who cares?
Pray without ceasing, give thanks for all things
A prayer life that’s missing the joy that can bring
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