The Story: Don't eat the fruit in the garden, Eden,, It wasn't in God's natural plan., You were only a rib,, And look at what you did,, To Adam, the father of Man.
The Story: You smell like goat, I'll see you in hell
The Story: All the b***h had said, all been washed in black
I had thought that the preceding lines were addressed to a partner
(significant other) of some kind, who alternated between wanting to
travel and wanting to stay home, and the narrator had trouble
adjusting to the other person's oscillating moods. As for the actual
lyric: How does one revoke a soul?
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