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Tears of Regret

Oh God 
Where the hell am I
This can’t be it
I can’t be dead
I haven’t even started to live

These thoughts are
So full of regret
Never shaking the hell
At the end of a cigarette

Again
I find myself on my knees
Ashamed and naked
Begging you please
I’m left with nothing to give
If only I knew how to truly live
Sin had always got the best of me
The light I could never see

Woe is me
Good is what I’ll never be
You’re never really dead and gone
You’re just left to sing the saddest songs
The wealth and the fame
Is all just the sickest game
Such a tempting kiss
Leaving you in the Devil’s bliss

 Again
I find myself on my knees
Ashamed and naked
Begging you please
I’m left with nothing to give
If only I knew how to truly live
Sin had always got the best of me
The light I could never see

I stare to the heavens
From the bottom of the stair well
Hell’s reminding me
Of how far I’ve fell
I scream and I cry
As I realized I’ve died
I can’t look above
To the eyes of God
This damning sin is just too great
Making me realize salvation’s too late
This body burns
As I’ve realized what I’ve learned

Again
I find myself on my knees
Ashamed and naked
Begging you please
I’m left with nothing to give
If only I knew how to truly live
Sin had always got the best of me
The light I could never see

If I could do it all again
You can bet I’d praise God till the end
Cause He is the meaning of life
He’s worth every fight
I’d scream for the world to hear
God will heal every tear
Cause no money or fame
No drug or lust
Will heal you from what you’ve lost
Everyone carries a broken heart
God can be your brand new start

Oh God
Where the hell am I
This can’t be it
I can’t be dead
I haven’t even started to live

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