Shelter.

Give me shelter from life’s greed.
A heavenly place my soul does need.
The human race don’t give a shit.
Material things they just want to get get get.
Give me shelter before i end it all.
Then into hell im sure to fall.
Let my soul experience goodness.
Instead of murder greed and rudeness.
Give me shelter please I’m begging you.
Good people down here the amount is just a few.
Everyday down here’s a pain.
Over me a dark cloud does always rain.