The journey of misery to victory over my battles.
by Lukey Loose Leaf
I was looking for someone to save me and show me the light.
But shade is what they gave me and it's iight.
I shoulda did it all differently
But I was a human being - being human mentally.
Relying on the physical instead of the spiritual.
I seeked words of affirmation from those without power of salvation
Or a solid foundation for me to cope.
I fell down mountains of high hopes to the valleys of misery.
The journey of mystery to victory over my battles
To cut the heads off the rattlesnakes - the fakes
With my Achilles heel to heal the vulnerabilities
And deal with insecurities.
He paid my fees for me to be free
from the baggage, I carry to
carry on life with prosperity and generosity.
I shoulda fought the curiosity
I coulda listened to my family
I woulda been further on my journey
Shoulda, Coulda, Woulda, but I aint!
He gives a second wind to the faint
I don’t know the meaning of can’t
Cuz I can do all things
Through Christ I fly high in the sky like Eagle wings
In a world full of chickens
Getting grilled by Hell’s Kitchen
I walk by faith, not by sight
At times it gets dark at night
So I fight with temptation the can lead to my demise
It comes by no surprise
If you wake up and realize
The grass ain’t greener on the other side.