Battleinsideme Part Three
I wish life was more simple.
Why does the devil come to me with a Nice body and nice dimples?
My life looks nice and smooth.
But that's not true.
I need help from this blue.
Who is going to stand up and be heroic?
I'm losing my one way ticket to heaven and I know it.
They threw hope on me and I don't know if I can hold it.
I'm running with it, but if I get hit i will fumble.
I'm losing my steps, I'm about to tumble.
My hope and their's will crumble.
I get on my knees and start to mumble.
Hoping he hears me like rumble-Mario Perez
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