The Mess
I've made a mess of this life
Didn't even have to think twice
When I did what I did since I was a kid
And I'll do what I do till they shut the lid
I've made a mess of the things
That a mess of a life always brings
From the beginning of it I've shot from the hip
As I'll continue to do till my heart up and quits
I've made a mess of it all
And I'm sure I'll do quite a bit more
When I tend to feed on it all selfishly
You're welcome at my table but please keep your seat
I've made a mess of this life
Do you even need question why
When my main goal I belive is all about me
It's hard to deny and easy to see
I've made a mess of this life
Copyright © Mike Hauser | Year Posted 2018
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