I was born on a point of inflection
The gypsy woman cursed my direction
Made the insect bite my minds eye, perception
But the Lord protects me from regression
My life is a constant progression
While around me I see too much depression
Some striving to enhance their reception
At some party of infinite reflection
Too many accepted deceptions
Can incite you to believe misdirections
Causing you to miss the procession
When the saints go marching in
The Neo-Gnostics - Shun the Dead II (feat. Sandy McKee) Lyrics
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I was born on a point of inflection
The gypsy woman cursed my direction
Made the insect bite my minds eye, perception
But the Lord protects me from regression
My life is a constant progression
While around me I see too much depression
Some striving to enhance their reception
At some party of infinite reflection
Too many accepted deceptions
Can incite you to believe misdirections
Causing you to miss the procession
When the saints go marching in
The gypsy woman cursed my direction
Made the insect bite my minds eye, perception
But the Lord protects me from regression
My life is a constant progression
While around me I see too much depression
Some striving to enhance their reception
At some party of infinite reflection
Too many accepted deceptions
Can incite you to believe misdirections
Causing you to miss the procession
When the saints go marching in
Writer: Donald Faughnan
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