Street Corner Gospel

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Fuck the world, that's your motto Like an outlaw desperado Now with nothing left to lose so I drown my pain in booze But I turn to the rock of ages Cause one sin is contagious Any more is just outrageous But I live life how I chose and I said I I ain't got nothing left to lose And I said I sit on my porch and think of you and I ask why Why I keep singing this same old song cause in my life They keep me hanging on 24 k marathon riot I'm living my life on a hate fueled diet Black and milds in one hand and a bottle of jack Fighting life every day until the heart attack I'm the 13th apostle With a street corner gospel And put my best foot forward Still end up sounding hostile and I said I I ain't got nothing left to lose And I said I sit on my porch and think of you and I ask why Why I keep singing this same old song cause in my life They keep me hanging on And now not even god can save us cause these demons they enslave us And I still got the same problems that I had yesterday Wake up in the morning Rub my eyes and I'm still yawning Is it the bible or the bottle Guess I'll find out tomorrow

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