You would not think
Someone like me could be so smart
The last drink of booze will burn my heart
So I say a prayer and take a drink
Hope to God I get out
Trying to make my last rout
To succeeding
But as I am bleeding
And shouting to Him
Can he really forgive my sin?
Nah, but as I sleep
I dream
About what its like
To bleep out the world
My body is curled
And I am having revulsions
But really now? Why are you telling us this?
Because I want to show them why I am pacifist
Pretending to be African American
When they are call me Latin American
Dude, I am joking
I have had dreams about what its like
To stand on the edge of a cliff
Gripping onto my bike
And touching Gods finger tip
But will I ever get a chance?
f*ggot, you are to white
You live in the middle of Camden
You moved there despite
Trying to make it look like Scranton
The things you've been snorting up
You look like a fool, go fill your cup
And as I hit the stage
It dawns, the flipping of another page
And I know I am blessed
The devil I am sure messed
With my soul
But Jesus has now washed my feet in the bowl
My eyes pop open and I am filled with the spirit
Chorus:
Stand at the tunnel, but there are only two ways to go. Pick the path and listen to God, for then you will get the insight, your insight in your soul. 2 times
I woke up the next morning
Feeling revived
Felt like I was standing on the eagles wings soaring
I think I am finally alive