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Mar 2015
Now mistakes, I've made a few
It's win or lose
The paths I'd chose
What I thought was right
The choice was mine
And with out insight
I got myself in a jam
What could I do?
I was ******
A condemned man
I take the blame
Full responsibility
I don’t deny or disagree

I'm on my way
I'm going down
My true colors are shown
But on this day, something is made
A seed will grow

Is this the end?
Or the beginning?
I've been dealt a *** hand
I never should have answered that call
That way I'd never fall
And no one would sob or bawl
I take the blame
Full responsibility
I don’t deny or disagree

So now I'm back here once again
A place a rehabilitation
To right my wrongs and be forgiven

I'm on my way
I'm going down
My true colors are shown
But on this day, something is made
A seed will grow

Now I can see
What must change in me
I'm falling from grace

I'm on my way
I'm going down
My true colors are shown
But on this day, something is made
A seed will grow

And now I lay on the ****** pavement
getting kicked again
I faced the odds and lost the bet
I've taken everything for granted
My ways are shifty and slanted
Is my life hexed or enchanted ?

I'm on my way
I'm going down
My true colors are shown
But on this day, something is made
A seed will grow
Tommy Johnson
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Tommy Johnson  New Jersey
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