Tell me, how did I get this way.
How did I lose my mind, hey, how
Did the drugs become to rule my
Life, I need to make a great
Escape, it's so hard, with
No one to embrace.
Not even the human race.
So I'll continue to disgrace
As long as I allow them to be distasteful.
This world is so hateful.
I'll take a handful of
God's great grace, and become
Humble. All the angels will
Rumble, my demons away.
A second change is delightful.
I'll shoot the devil with a
Rifle. God is on my side, so
Messing with me can be a handful.
Lesson learn, drop to one knee,
And let God have a turn,
Send all those demons down to burn.
Now it's time to return.
Let God have a firm grip
And take control of my wipe.
So now I sit, and thank God
For taking away my fits!

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