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THE INNER STRUGGLE


Come let's go commit a sin
Because Allah is All Forgivin'
For man can  at time be slippin'
Beware of this treacherous Jinn
Iblees boss of Shayatween

Lures you to transgressions 
Makes beautiful bad obsessions
Corrupting all beautiful intentions
Misguided many past nations
Most cursed among creations

Tomorrow we'll surely repent
Or maybe tonight when it's silent
Surely we have sincere intent
Let's go to this one fun event
And have a day well spent

It's a trap he'll make you forget
Repent before it's too late
Forget him he's full of hate
Ignore him to save your fate
Allah cursed him to date

The struggle of good and bad
Whatever we follow is so sad

However much mean
We choose to go and sin

So we can't blame him
When we stand before HIM [ALLAH]

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