Will it ever end?
Will I ever be free?
Chasing goal after goal,
Just to be dissatisfied.
Get Jesus,
Got Jesus.
Get the girl.
Got the girl.
Get out of Jersey.
Got out.
Lost Jesus.
Now I want stability,
What will I want next?
When will I be content?
When will desire
Cease to ensnare me?
Will my vanity go away?
I'm inclined to think not,
And it scares me.