I know I'm f'ed up fo'sure and I'm not chasing a humble course
I cheat, lie, steal, wank, bang... and make ecstasy my god.
I'm accursed beyond curse, I keep going back on my words
Of staying Holy at all times, so sure He's tired of my remorse.
Was subject to thoughts on my mind, addiction an A course.
Struggled with depression, I was on the verge of an outburst.
My heart says return, my heart still says return
But It's stuck with my body which already is long gone.
The opportunity to make it right, got lost in life's tantrums
I don't know if He'll...