More Than the Truth
Lookin' back now to where I've been
I've walked beside the "infamous" to the bloody end
I seen the criminal commit the crime
I did my share and did my time
I led Satan's people straight to the gates of hell
I fed off the scum at the bottom of the well
Just to be awaken in reality's grip drenched in sweat
Yet I can't honestly say that I have a single regret
I made it from the depths of despair to what some may call the top of the world
I've been everything from the "low-life" to the lost girl
Yet I had to walk the line
Decide which path to leave behind
They say there is no hope for the one smokin' dope
I beg to disagree
What about me
In life it be not about what you've done
People care not where you're from
Can't live by what you once were
Can't hide behind fear of what may occur
Release the sorrow
Live like there is no tomorrow
Stand up for your destiny
It takes more than the truth to set you free
Copyright © Sara Beaderstadt | Year Posted 2010
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