NewOldMe
Sunday services
Always was a must
Momma said
Jesus never give him up
Go to church sit right up in front
What you hiding in the back for pray
He'll give you what you ask for stay
Good God so magnificent
If you wait
Make up the differences
That exist in your life
And fill all the gaps
Jr deacon standing on the pulpit
Playing bongos trumpet wit the music
Clued in but still not in tune with
Who I was
Nor what was my purpose
Bad enough my stutter always made me nervous
I would stand in front of congregation
Mumble fumble through my words
My heart be racing
I keep hearing son
Be patient
But that's not a virtue that I do possess
Please I don't know how to ease my stress
Little liquor here and there now
Began to feel less aware now
Wanna stop going
Excuses start coming
So I went to work
Focused on the pay
Started drinking more
Found a new escape
Macking on the women
Hitting left and right
Started wit the drugs
I must of been a sight
Stealing all the time
Called it commandeering
Beer mixed wit wine
Hard to get my bearings
I'm not doing fine
My ship nobody steering
Crazy suicidal thoughts
Should I hop off this bridge
Or simply slit my wrist
That would be the end of it
That would be the end of it
Years later still in the cycle
No peace of mind
Feeling psycho
The missteps I've made
For them I had to pay
Knew in my heart there was a better way
To cope
For hope
There was
I know
Had to back get to the basics
Kneeology
Even though the devil still bothers me
But I fight wit the word
And fight wit the music
Spend time in church
That's the way to do it
Make some better choices
No more being foolish
Peer pressure that's a thing of the past
Don't like the new old me
Yes I'm ready
For your love
Yes I'm ready
For your love
Always was a must
Momma said
Jesus never give him up
Go to church sit right up in front
What you hiding in the back for pray
He'll give you what you ask for stay
Good God so magnificent
If you wait
Make up the differences
That exist in your life
And fill all the gaps
Jr deacon standing on the pulpit
Playing bongos trumpet wit the music
Clued in but still not in tune with
Who I was
Nor what was my purpose
Bad enough my stutter always made me nervous
I would stand in front of congregation
Mumble fumble through my words
My heart be racing
I keep hearing son
Be patient
But that's not a virtue that I do possess
Please I don't know how to ease my stress
Little liquor here and there now
Began to feel less aware now
Wanna stop going
Excuses start coming
So I went to work
Focused on the pay
Started drinking more
Found a new escape
Macking on the women
Hitting left and right
Started wit the drugs
I must of been a sight
Stealing all the time
Called it commandeering
Beer mixed wit wine
Hard to get my bearings
I'm not doing fine
My ship nobody steering
Crazy suicidal thoughts
Should I hop off this bridge
Or simply slit my wrist
That would be the end of it
That would be the end of it
Years later still in the cycle
No peace of mind
Feeling psycho
The missteps I've made
For them I had to pay
Knew in my heart there was a better way
To cope
For hope
There was
I know
Had to back get to the basics
Kneeology
Even though the devil still bothers me
But I fight wit the word
And fight wit the music
Spend time in church
That's the way to do it
Make some better choices
No more being foolish
Peer pressure that's a thing of the past
Don't like the new old me
Yes I'm ready
For your love
Yes I'm ready
For your love
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Writer(s): Jesse Cowan
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