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Divulgence
There are scars on my arms
and scars on my heart
I was in love with a high
that only tore me apart
Consuming my entire being
shot after shot
Breaking my heart
and letting it rot
Hurting my family
and making them cry
Looking at the world
thru cold and empty eyes
Forgotten my worth
and selling my soul
My addiction to meth
swallowed me whole
Bound by chains and stripped bare
Dead inside, never blinking once
a mesmerized stare
Trying to ease the pain
I kept inflicting on myself
Having burned all bridges,
turning back to the enemy for help
So the cycle continued,
just only getting worse
Living so fast,
manipulated by the curse
Hungry and tired,
but always feinding for more
A liar, a theif, a junkie, a whore
Nowhere left to turn but to Jesus Christ my Lord
Sobering up on my frequent trips to jail
Thinking with a clear mind
felt as if I was already burning in hell
How could I have done this,
who have I become?
In those cells my past caught up to me,
I had nowhere to run
So I cried to myself
and I cried to the LORD
Vowing to change
more than ever before.
and scars on my heart
I was in love with a high
that only tore me apart
Consuming my entire being
shot after shot
Breaking my heart
and letting it rot
Hurting my family
and making them cry
Looking at the world
thru cold and empty eyes
Forgotten my worth
and selling my soul
My addiction to meth
swallowed me whole
Bound by chains and stripped bare
Dead inside, never blinking once
a mesmerized stare
Trying to ease the pain
I kept inflicting on myself
Having burned all bridges,
turning back to the enemy for help
So the cycle continued,
just only getting worse
Living so fast,
manipulated by the curse
Hungry and tired,
but always feinding for more
A liar, a theif, a junkie, a whore
Nowhere left to turn but to Jesus Christ my Lord
Sobering up on my frequent trips to jail
Thinking with a clear mind
felt as if I was already burning in hell
How could I have done this,
who have I become?
In those cells my past caught up to me,
I had nowhere to run
So I cried to myself
and I cried to the LORD
Vowing to change
more than ever before.
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