Fallen Farther

I've done some things I thought I never could
I've done some things I swore I never would
I swore I'd never drink or smoke
I've burned my skin so deep I now have scars
I've shown strangers my body for free
Online, of course, but who cares about that?
I've fallen from grace and wish I still cared
I believed in God so much I missed out
On my childhood, the only one I'll get
The first weed I tried was called God's Gift
I got high off the amount of irony
Just look at me as I cry tears of blood
My body is scars, my lung are smoke, my stomach alcohol
Look how far I've fallen from the summit of Christian beliefs  
That was forced down my throat from the beginning
Sex is bad, booze is bad and weed is worse
My momma would be so sad
If she only knew what her baby has been doing
Red hot needles, sexting and booze
I'm struggling against these thoughts in my head
Last night I got high on the irony
How I would laugh at the child I was
And then weep on the ground before her
I'd beg her to forgive me for the tarnished
Future I've earned on her good name