Lord our heavenly father
My brain has become condemned
My actions have out weighed my words
Time and time again
I feel like the world
In which I live
Is slowly closing in
These demons and drugs
Has taken their toll
For a life made in sin
I clear my throat
Wipe my eyes
Sit in silence and pray
Pray for some strength
And pray for some hope
That you will show me the way
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