| Yeah, between me and you
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| Sorry, sorry, we all got a lot to deal with
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| But you’re the only one we gotta keep it real with
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| Dear god, forgive me for my sins, i’ve been trippin
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| I made promises to you about my drinkin
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| About my kids, and the way that I’ve been thinkin
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| Sometimes I feel like my world is slowly sinkin
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| I need a bottle to relax me and calm me
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| All that bottle ever did was really harm me
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| But should I call me, I’m speakin hypocritical
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| I got alcohol in me and gettin lyrical
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| I feel you in my presence on a daily
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| And I’m greatful that you gave me healthy babies
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| But not to shy away, I’m hurtin for a reason
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| I apologize, I’m sorry for the teasin
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| And I pray you don’t forget me and protect me
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| I don’t blame me if you don’t like or respect me
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| But you know me like nobody else
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| Please forgive me, don’t leave me by myself
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| Sorry for the mishaps, I never meant to fail you
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| There’s another million things I wanna tell you
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| Keep me strong through my rights and my wrongs
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| Thank you for my kids, my life and my songs
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| I remember a couple months back, how I pleaded to you
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| I remember every word and I’ll repeat it to you
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| Get me outta this, I’m in a jail cell
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| And if I let you down, send my soul to hell
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| Well I did, and I deserve for you to leave me
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| I’m speakin on the truth, and I hope that you believe me
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| Pleaded for my freedom, I put that on this earth
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| Don’t wanna miss my little baby girl’s birth
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| And you let me walk away and kept me happy
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| And kept the faith that nothing would distract me
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| Keep my word, do whatever not to break it
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| Keep it real right? |
| I’d never thought I’d fake it
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| Not with you, but I did, I feel broken
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| Will you accept me with your arms wide open?
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| I hope you feel my pain and my repent
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| I hope you get this little message that I sent
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| Sorry for the mishaps, I never meant to fail you
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| There’s another million things I wanna tell you
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| Keep me strong through my rights and my wrongs
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| Thank you for my kids, my life and my songs
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| Yeah man, you make a pact with god, then you make a pact with god
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| Make a promise, don’t break it man
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| He’s the man, he’s the king, he’s our father
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| And that needs to be respected, I’m ashamed
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| And I’m sorry, sorry, sorry |