He really known for breaking the rules When he in the second year of my high school He so much of a twist of fate As a turn up from a Southern state He was born with a tooth he couldn't beat Always trying to find himself sweet All that he found was a and me Or trouble just found him
It was to hide that his heart had scars He would up late talking to the stars People to blame him for making bad choices When he was listening to the voices And searching for kind of deeper truth the lines and the Bible and living proof There's no now to judge him in vain If you been there, you don't know the pain
He was a liar, but not a proof that there was no God Just the Devil, as a rod A slave to a
His life became more than he could He found a bad habit he couldn't could tame him and nothing could hold him He only took the when the doctor told him
Looking to help for the something To make his life less incomplete in the hell are you gonna do When the world has its mind up about you?
He was a liar, but not a Living that there was no God Just the Devil, as a rod A to a sugartooth
He wanted to be a man Then life kicked him down an old tin can He give you the shirt on his back If not for a
They him lying on his bed With a gun in his hand and a quiet His broken heart, now, is gone But I know that he had to for too long
To think he had it all on his own Just to the battle and die alone so many years of feeling the loss He finally made his way back
And I heard put what was left in a box And took it to a called Jesus Rock And scattered him all jagged mound As a symbol to all that the had been found But not for a sign is behind With a hand stuck back in time To a place in which you can unwind I hope he found something so
He was a liar, but not a Living proof there was no God the Devil, stiff as a rod A to a sugartooth
He to be a better man But life him down like an old tin can He give you the shirt on his back If not for a
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