Waiting To Exhale
Through anguish, oppression, suffering and pain,
Frustration, destrucion and all of the shame.
I have lost everything that I I have received;
I must wait on the Lord and continue to believe.
Trying to ruin my reputation and destroy my name;
Yet on them I don't place the blame.
Through all of this grief I am excited to tell;
When the moment arrives that I can exhale.
I'll take a deep breath, I'll breathe deep and slow,
Then I'll blow real hard and watch hell go.
It's out of my life, I have exed-hell out,
And now I am ready for another bout.
To tell a friend or dying soul,
To take a deep breath and get ready to blow.
Say hello Heaven, good by hell;
My moment has arrived that I can exhale...x-hell....exit hell.
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