| Found out today
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| Another homie hit the hay
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| Another one bought the farm
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| But I’m still on my D game
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| Haven’t yet failed
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| Came close, tasted deep betrayal
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| But I’m still on this God damn trail
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| Even if I got Feds on my tail
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| Oh, Lord, teach me differences between right and wrong
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| Oh, Lord, show me that you exist at all
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| Oh, Lord, teach me differences between right and wrong
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| Oh, Lord, teach me how to exist at all
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| Say no more
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| Devil, he came and he went
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| With stench of an opiate death on his breath
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| Some days only want to run away but the chains won’t let
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| Not a God damn thing changed yet
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| And I’m left with a mess on my hands
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| I’m a wreck of a man, yolk everywhere
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| Nest egg cracked from the other body bag
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| Half wanna take it back, half only want more and more and
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| Hope and a prayer won’t hold you tight
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| When you’re cold and aware that you’re losing
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| A fight for your life to the night
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| Darkness is a trick and it bites like
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| Pain, money, stress, hate, wickedness
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| Claimed many friends, ain’t gonna pretend that AA
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| Or any religion saves in the end
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| When an AK’s aimed at your head
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| Oh, Lord, teach me differences between right and wrong
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| Oh, Lord, show me that you exist at all
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| Oh, Lord, teach me differences between right and wrong
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| Oh, Lord, teach me how to exist at all |