yah dealin with these decisions-god when will i regain my vision
see and i know this is no way of livin-it fells like im givin
and i know i cant play the roll of a modle-cause i wasnt there for every bottle
but my sons i love ya-and my worlds become so cold
fightin with ya motha's like i must go-threw in the hand like i fold
and my souls been sold-but i cant let another moment past
with out pickin up my broke ass-so far i failed to look back
in a manner that ya'll deserve-i cant become like my father
and momma said break the cycle-and mold a new path
i suffer'd at hands of my on wrath-with no one ta blame
these tears fall frozen from my eyes-yea i walked away from her
but left so much more behind-i will become a father ya'll deserve
reflectin back ta ya birth-guess i gotta start back at first
i missed the chance ta sing you a lullibi-cause all i ever did was say good bye
and i begged god for death-please take my breath...and in a moment of silence he said
you havent givin your best-boy fix your mess-remember life isnt the test
pickin ya self up from rock bottom-dont ever let the dark say i got him
now its all becomen picture perfect-all that i sacrifice is so more than worth it
actions speak so no need to word it-i still have so far to go
so much more pain to behold-but think i still have a chance ta grow
these lessons are well learned-swimmin back cause every bridge has been burned
and this reward we be well earned-took a doze of god prayin for the cure
and this snow is now pure-and im leaven once more- but this time im leaven me behind
im glad i have you to remind-how i've been so blind
