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In my head I was [messed]

Up out of luck stuck

On the wrong side of the fence

Always playing defense, sucked

Up all my good luck, sucks

To be an imposter living such

A wonderful life it's

A wonderful life,

Peter bailey with his kids and wife

Oh me oh my please don't

Remind me of all those time I

Wanted to die wanted to find

A way out, through the dungeon or

The needles eye, I

But for the grace of God go I,

It was do or I, please don't

Drag my body to my bed,

And tell me you love you,

You'll make me cry,

I promise, if you wait, everything is gonna be

Great , and if you need a fast reminder

You can always call 988

And maybe it was fate

Someone answered back,

I called for help,

Powered down on the racetrack,

Last lap I'm out coach, got

Another panic attack, back

To back

legs shaking and heartbeat quaking

I was making

Monsters out of shadows

Been living

In the shallows

Searching for the hallows

Everyday hallow

Een, I dress up as myself and

Make me scream

Somehow

Found the holy door

Walked in a sacred room,

Heard everyone tell my story,

They had all the same gories,

Different ins and outs

But never boring.

Bad coffee and holy mornings.

Driving to work, I can't imagine what I did

To deserve this beautiful life

Whatever, it really is a wonderful life

Somehow today I'm happy, and breathing fine

But for the grace of God go I

I mean, some divine power saved my life

One day I'll tell you guys about the whole

Month I was seeing doves, no lie

Yeah Never alone, so many people

Held me up, I was never really out of luck,

Or [messed]

Up-- you're not [messed] up, you're just

Tired of living the same day on repeat,

Of reheat-

Ing the same thoughts and eat-

Ing all your fear, do you hear

Me?

I Could've never done it alone,

I learned that my people

Are my home,

&

I think God lives

In every telephone.

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