
| AntiSaint
Author: Silly Little Storywriter I've never believed in God, but if I did, this is what I would sound like. Totally off my trolley.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Angst/Spiritual - Words: 283 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 05-14-05 - id: 1912864
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I wanna know,
Why the
world keeps spinning,
I wanna hear,
Why it can't slow down,
I
wanna learn,
Why you hate me so much,
Oh God save me.
I feel like I'm running
out of control,
Everything's got outta hand,
Wish I could
rewind the past,
And live my future again.
God, can't you give me a
second grace,
Another go to set things right,
Cause I never to
do those things,
I'd do anything to take them back,
But all I
can do now is hope.
I gotta find out,
Why
I'm losing track,
I gotta see,
How I can bing you back,
I
gotta be,
Oh, God I gotta ask,
Why can't you take me as I am.
Everything slipping from
my control,
I can't hold onto anything,
Gotta rewind my past,
I
can't live this scared futured.
God, can't you give me a
second grace,
Another go to set things right,
Cause I never to
do those things,
I'd do anything to take them back,
But all I
can do now is hope.
I've tried to set it
right,
I tried to do what's best,
But I can't make it this
way,
Always afraid of what you think of me,
Oh God, let me go.
Everything slipping from
my control,
I can't hold onto anything,
Gotta rewind my past,
I
can't live this scared futured.
God, can't you give me a
second grace,
Another go to set things right,
Cause I never to
do those things,
I'd do anything to take them back,
But all I
can do now is hope.
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