Sweet Victory

You see me limp. I know you see me limpin. You can’t tell on these CDs well bro I’m knee-deep in it. I’m wading in my weakness He made me dependant. I’d be lying through my teeth to say I don’t resent it. Even as I write these songs I’m close to tears. My body ain’t been working right for seven years. Miss me with that “keep your chin up, try to smile.”. Bro I’m 36 I should feel better by a mile! Keep all your anecdotes and cute quotes. I’ll pass on clichés for true hope. Cuz He TOO DOPE!


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