As I Bow My Head

as I bow my head, for the first time in a long time, as I bow my head
I ask God if I'll make it hoping he'll reply, as I bow my head
I ask God will I live a full lifetime, as I bow my head
as I bow my head, for the first time in a long time.
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people say they we're born for a purpose
lord knows I ain't perfect
I start sweating, I get nervous
when the temptation emerges
sometimes I feel trapped in a cycle of hell
and as the wounds heal I wonder if I can prevail
the scars that have been left I know the Vicodin helps
but I spend every waking moment fightin myself
with the pain that I have conquered and still face today
I still got shackles on my ankles and that belt around my waist
is this my destiny? or am I meant to be replaced?
if that's the case just take me now, there's no more time to waste.
roaming through the streets of Denton
fighting paranoia and depression
and a loss of empathy, did I forget to mention
feeling more and more apprehensive
I feel the tension
should I raise the stakes?
take a train outta state
just to find myself again
lord what will it take,
to finally make amends.
I've never been a fake
it's safe to say I can't pretend.
I miss you Jordan
not a day goes by when your not on my mind
I feel you smiling down on me from the bright sky
or maybe that's you shining on the moon in the night time
I got a lot more do to do in this life besides write rhymes
I'm trying to create a legacy for a lifetime.
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as I bow my head, for the first time in a long time, as I bow my head.
I ask God if I make it hoping he'll reply, as I bow my head
I ask God will I live a full lifetime, as I bow my head.
as I bow my head, for the first time in a long time, as I bow my head
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please father, lord forgive me
I'm sick, a mental psychotic kid constantly binging.
this wasn't how it was or was supposed to be in the beginning.
I was destined for proficiency and lifelong winning
with opened eyes and closed ears will I get revenge?
when I get to heavens gates, will you let me in?
is all this earthly sin really worth it on the end?
when I was young I guess I never felt a perfect innocence
smoking weed, skipping class
teachers would reccomend
that my mom would woop my ass
me, and all my friends
became a violent tweaker
living a life through a beaker
sinking deeper and deeper
not a follower or a leader
just an outcast and a benchwarmer of life
sitting on the sidelines watching everyone rise
addicted to chaos, pussy and ice
I guess you can say I've always been looking through a crystal ball
will I begin my uprise or indefinitely will I fall?

- Ethan Merritt Range