Disasterbating
I'm trying to create a better me, so hopefully people who are hearing this
Are taking it the right way, and say, I can run a mile
It ain't about running 205 fucking miles, are you being silly?
It ain't about all that shit. Shit doesn't matter
I want you to see how fucking far you can go, because we all come from that shit
That's why I have to be so authentic and so real about my own insecurities
My own faults, just being a fucked up person
I'm not the best at anything. I'm not, I'm not gifted, I'm just driven
I'm disasterbating about shit that the most people
Don't even find that it's agitating
Man, it's fascinating how painful life has to be
For me to be animated
Never graduated, I'm exacerbating
Should meditated instead of self-medicating
It's degrading to admit
What you did it's a risk
I'm done with this masquerading
Escalating, ask the ladies
Objectified them in my imagination
Porn gave me a really bad connotation
It began in the place where I was born and raised in
Count the days that my thoughts are racing
Please, higher power, give me hope and strength
When everything fails, even the common sense
Than I need to work hard to make more amends
Impurities clouding my mind
There are things that I got to realize
Having thoughts that are not benign
Lord, help me to do things right
Jeez, it's not easy, that's why I get myself into a meeting
Today's topic out of the reading, I don't understand even its meaning
From doubting into believing, and from controlling into the trust
I don't want to do it, I must, especially on the days when I want to give up
Hang alone in the cut, man, it sucks
Calling my bros pulls me out of the mud
It's important that we are staying in touch
I have to admit that I'm kind of a nut
Committed man there are no buts
The monster in me is belligerent
Some other people would say it's just lust
I know that I cannot belittle it
It's whispering things like I'm slithering
Every time when I think that I'm killing it
Comes with my ego around and diminishes
Everything that I work for with diligence
God act through me, I'm your middle man
Leading me out of the inner madness
Show me the best way to clear the baggage
Living selfishly made me an addict
Acting out turns me into a savage
The cycle of shame made me less empathetic
I learned to control my emotional status
I definitely don't give myself enough credit
Nudes better my mood
Needed no drugs, cigarettes, or booze
Was hiding inside my own room
And acted out till I was doomed
Support that I get here is priceless
There's no need for actin' self-righteous
I'm just a fiend that fights for survival
Way too extreme, the way I deny things
Poor little me, how can it be that I always end up in a crisis
When I follow the rigorous guidance, that comes out of my limited mind
Impurities clouding my mind
There are things that I got to realize
Having thoughts that are not benign
Lord, help me to do things right
Lord, help me to do things right
Lord, help me to do things right
Please help me to do things right
Help me to do things
Self-esteem was only built on sand
Didn't know what it means to be a man
How could I possibly understand
Only did this what I thought is best
Inner prison, I was on arrest
Escaping out is the most recent quest
Higher power be my GPS
More than willing to clean up the mess
More than willing to clean up the mess
Lord, help me to do things right
Lord, help me to do things right
Are taking it the right way, and say, I can run a mile
It ain't about running 205 fucking miles, are you being silly?
It ain't about all that shit. Shit doesn't matter
I want you to see how fucking far you can go, because we all come from that shit
That's why I have to be so authentic and so real about my own insecurities
My own faults, just being a fucked up person
I'm not the best at anything. I'm not, I'm not gifted, I'm just driven
I'm disasterbating about shit that the most people
Don't even find that it's agitating
Man, it's fascinating how painful life has to be
For me to be animated
Never graduated, I'm exacerbating
Should meditated instead of self-medicating
It's degrading to admit
What you did it's a risk
I'm done with this masquerading
Escalating, ask the ladies
Objectified them in my imagination
Porn gave me a really bad connotation
It began in the place where I was born and raised in
Count the days that my thoughts are racing
Please, higher power, give me hope and strength
When everything fails, even the common sense
Than I need to work hard to make more amends
Impurities clouding my mind
There are things that I got to realize
Having thoughts that are not benign
Lord, help me to do things right
Jeez, it's not easy, that's why I get myself into a meeting
Today's topic out of the reading, I don't understand even its meaning
From doubting into believing, and from controlling into the trust
I don't want to do it, I must, especially on the days when I want to give up
Hang alone in the cut, man, it sucks
Calling my bros pulls me out of the mud
It's important that we are staying in touch
I have to admit that I'm kind of a nut
Committed man there are no buts
The monster in me is belligerent
Some other people would say it's just lust
I know that I cannot belittle it
It's whispering things like I'm slithering
Every time when I think that I'm killing it
Comes with my ego around and diminishes
Everything that I work for with diligence
God act through me, I'm your middle man
Leading me out of the inner madness
Show me the best way to clear the baggage
Living selfishly made me an addict
Acting out turns me into a savage
The cycle of shame made me less empathetic
I learned to control my emotional status
I definitely don't give myself enough credit
Nudes better my mood
Needed no drugs, cigarettes, or booze
Was hiding inside my own room
And acted out till I was doomed
Support that I get here is priceless
There's no need for actin' self-righteous
I'm just a fiend that fights for survival
Way too extreme, the way I deny things
Poor little me, how can it be that I always end up in a crisis
When I follow the rigorous guidance, that comes out of my limited mind
Impurities clouding my mind
There are things that I got to realize
Having thoughts that are not benign
Lord, help me to do things right
Lord, help me to do things right
Lord, help me to do things right
Please help me to do things right
Help me to do things
Self-esteem was only built on sand
Didn't know what it means to be a man
How could I possibly understand
Only did this what I thought is best
Inner prison, I was on arrest
Escaping out is the most recent quest
Higher power be my GPS
More than willing to clean up the mess
More than willing to clean up the mess
Lord, help me to do things right
Lord, help me to do things right
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