Once had a saviour
from child to teenager.
But now I'm a man,
a full grown man.
Spirit's been crippled
and feeling a little,
a little run down,
a little run down.
Could blame the devil;
he gave me the shovel
to dig my own grave.
You have to forgive me.
You just have to forgive me.
I'll make it right.
I'll make it right..
I'll make it through.
I'll make it right.
Came home from the doctor
feeling a bit stronger.
Tears in my eyes,
my swollen eyes.
It was my decision
to fill the prescription.
Well I had no choice.
I had no choice.
I am sinner,
ain't no beginner,
but I'm paid up in full.
Until the next time.
And there will be a next time.
I'll make it right.
I'll make it right.
I'll make it through.
I'll make it right.
This time.
This time.
This time.
This time.
This time.
This time.
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