St-01

(Gone calibrate the freshman)
(Freshman, oh)
(Gone calibrate the freshman)
(Freshman)

I'm a living soul I am
Im gone tell my tale
I'm a living soul I am
I'm gone tell my story

Take your feet and start to walk toward me
Like a newborn baby who can't speak
I see a path split right down the middle
Black dress or the silver

I am the one in metallic
Shining out and riding out
I am the user of this complex computer
I am energy with out a label

I am religion, I am your thoughts
Organically processed into the physical World
Killing each phantom, with a bullet
From my pistol

I am your knight in shining armor
Dressed to win, dressed to kill
Dressed to save, made to find
Find love

I am your soldier
I am your pleaser
I'm your protector
I am your mista



Credits
Writer(s): A. Cottrell
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