Well I’m sensitive to the Anesthesia Four times I’ve been there before It stops my heart and I basically die Life four Death zero if you’re keeping score
I’ve survived and beaten the odds But I know it wasn’t without subvention I didn’t come to victory on my own I like to think it was Devine intervention
But I am only human and it is only natural To worry about things we can’t control Though I know that if I don’t survive The Lord will take my soul
His will is his will but I wish to live longer So I have hesitation going for number five I feel like I’m pushing my luck every time I die and fight to stay alive
So I have a favor to ask if it’s not too much Trouble, I need your prayers in rife It would give me comfort as once again I’m about to go Under The Knife