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Im So Skint

Can’t stand it anymore So dirt broke Can’t afford to build a life Too ill to work Too busy to work Too many failures No chance to succeed Nothing going right Why is life so God Damn hard? I scream to God to help He doesn’t say anything He makes it worse for me Nothing goes right My little ray of hope Goes like suicide No ray of hope Such a difficult life I’m a young man with nothing to show for it I can’t live like this God doesn’t listen I hate being skint I can’t afford to make my dreams come true I am trapped in the life of no speech No chance to succeed I don’t want your handouts I want to make the money myself So here I go Spending more money than making Nothing going right I say to you Lord Why have you made life so God damn hard?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 7/13/2011 1:23:00 PM
I would get off ones arse and stop blaming God and stop believing in old baggage , you've only one chance !
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