Done With Helping You
Why does God have so much power over you?
Have you ever thought of that?
Why can He do everything
and you can do nothing?
I will be forever complaining
because it's cramping my style
I don't like it God
I don't like it that You can do anything You want
And I just sit there and watch You
Well I am done
I am not going to do anything
You can do anything the h that you like
I am not interested
Like so many times I said it before
I am wasting my time
Well I am done and won't be wasting time no more
Yours
Theatre
All yours
Ain't mine
I won't do any inputs
Give you any pointers
Yeah yeah yeah
You are on your own
Yours
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