Crossing Thy Bridge
Dearest almighty creator...
I've lived one hell of a life
If your to take it tonight
I've lived the life of a king,
But so much to darken the light
Lookin 360 degrees,
Two hundred thousand diseased
How can I lay back and chill
So many down on there knees
But then again who am I,
I'm just some typical guy
I ain't no fuckin hero,
I just been wonderin why...
I seen some children crossing the bridge
What kind of life did they get to live?
What kind of choice do they get to make?
What if it was a child's mistake?
I'll never question the book,
But let's say I lived by the book
I never ate meat on Tuesdays,
How much bigger would my wings look?
I try to pray everyday,
But sometimes get lost on the way
I seen the holiest spirit,
So much to mislead the way
I gave the visions I got, I been told I'm gonna rot
Inside the devil's intestines, I'm still here holdin my spot
I seen some children crossing the bridge
What kind of life did they get to live?
What kind of choice do they get to make?
What if it was a child's mistake?
Come on up and open up your door
What if it's a purgatory door (repeat)
(fuckin take me instead)
I seen some children crossing the bridge
What kind of life did they get to live?
What kind of choice do they get to make?
What if it was a child's mistake?
I seen some children crossing the bridge
What kind of life did they get to live?
What kind of choice do they get to make?
What if it was a child's mistake?
I've lived one hell of a life
If your to take it tonight
I've lived the life of a king,
But so much to darken the light
Lookin 360 degrees,
Two hundred thousand diseased
How can I lay back and chill
So many down on there knees
But then again who am I,
I'm just some typical guy
I ain't no fuckin hero,
I just been wonderin why...
I seen some children crossing the bridge
What kind of life did they get to live?
What kind of choice do they get to make?
What if it was a child's mistake?
I'll never question the book,
But let's say I lived by the book
I never ate meat on Tuesdays,
How much bigger would my wings look?
I try to pray everyday,
But sometimes get lost on the way
I seen the holiest spirit,
So much to mislead the way
I gave the visions I got, I been told I'm gonna rot
Inside the devil's intestines, I'm still here holdin my spot
I seen some children crossing the bridge
What kind of life did they get to live?
What kind of choice do they get to make?
What if it was a child's mistake?
Come on up and open up your door
What if it's a purgatory door (repeat)
(fuckin take me instead)
I seen some children crossing the bridge
What kind of life did they get to live?
What kind of choice do they get to make?
What if it was a child's mistake?
I seen some children crossing the bridge
What kind of life did they get to live?
What kind of choice do they get to make?
What if it was a child's mistake?
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Writer(s): William Dail, Joseph Bruce, Michael John Jr. Puwal
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