I know that I am a black sheep
And nothing but a sh*t!
I am the undying sickness
The maker of terrible headaches
But believe me I'm trying not to be
I'm fighting the urge of my devil's way!
I want to be something new
To be a good person just like you
I have been trying hard to change
Even I know it is really strange
It's the demonic energy inside
That makes my guardian angel subsides...
I'm really trying to behave
And change the way I live
I'm trying to show the good I have
And let the world feel my love
But sins are luring my mind
Destroying every way that I can find.
©2009 CONICONZ
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