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Perhaps I'm paranoid pulling triggers at every noise,
Every thing I ever enjoyed has been disfigured then destroyed,
Can't avoid states of depression, so they put me on steroids,
Hoping God hears my confessions that he won't be too annoyed
Dear Lord, I've been praying for nights now; no rewards,
I'm not begging for a miricle, but I feel I've been ignored,
Some reep the honey, all the bountiful awards,
Why am I still stuck on welfare? struggling to afford?
Is it something I've done to upset you, if so can't it be restored
So I can start over again, wipe sin free from my record?
Seems like the moment i was ripped from my mothers umbilical cord,
I've led the life of a outlaw, and deaths what I'm heading toward
The barrel of the handgun, seems so tempting now my times gone,
Why can't i grasp it in my fingers and pull it bullets, only one,
One is all i need, to be freed from this life of greed,
Perpexual need for attention, a mention to killing of race and creed!
Why didn't you make it perfect? with all tools in your mist,
It could have been a paradise, swapped poverty for bliss,
Chances missed, could have been chances gained,
But instead you kill your people, we are fought, or burned or maimed!
You are nothing but a murderer, taker and creator of life,
So why didn't you offer us happiness, in exchange for all this strife?
Perhaps I'm paranoid pulling triggers at every noise,
Every thing I ever enjoyed has been disfigured then destroyed,
Can't avoid states of depression, so they put me on steroids,
Hoping God hears my confessions that he won't be too annoyed