Pieces of glass


Should have died
Instead I chose to
Fight For my life,
Should have past away
Instead I chose to
Fight For my life!!!

Constantly
Going back
To that bloody moment
Where pieces of glass
Lay next to me

Should have walked with God
Instead I chose to
Breathe,
Should have gave my soul to God
Instead I chose to
Breathe!!!

Constantly
Going back
To that bloody moment
Where pieces of glass
Lay next to me

The world needs me
That's THE message GOD
Told me
The world will need me
That's the Speech GOD
gave me

Constantly
Going back
To that bloody moment
Where pieces of glass
Lay next to me

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