Lord,
when wheel
i learn
what u want me to
yeah
'cause wow
your child's
heartburn
and smile
are
so blue
yeah
my insides
are cryin'
boohoo
yeah while
waiting
for the hatin'
or deflatin'
to stop
or for
my casket
to stop
but
what
i wheelie want
is
a basket of blessing
yeah
instead
of
the walkin' dead
yeah
please Father
help your daughter
get rid of
all this stressin'
and second gueesin'
in her head
from here on out
yeah
please God
let me scream
and shout
with ni doubt
but for
your clout
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