Getting through
Am a product of me environment
A victim of circumstances
A create of my own make
Am I distance to go with the dam
Sure you be grand
For every bad night comes morning
And for every lost soul comes someone to find them
Sit down friend and I help you slow down
For I was going to fast way to far ahead
So God sent me a old wise friend
For it wasn't screen's I needed nor was gold
It was an old fool who learn to do what he was
Just keep going
I get these
I help you with
How you keeping
All words that help me through
For am a victim nobody