NewOldMe Lyrics

Sunday services

Always was a must

Momma said

Jesus never give him up

Go to church sit right up in front

What you hiding in the back for pray

He'll give you what you ask for stay

Good God so magnificent

If you wait

Make up the differences

That exist in your life

And fill all the gaps

Jr deacon standing on the pulpit

Playing bongos trumpet wit the music

Clued in but still not in tune with

Who I was

Nor what was my purpose

Bad enough my stutter always made me nervous

I would stand in front of congregation

Mumble fumble through my words

My heart be racing

I keep hearing son

Be patient

But that's not a virtue that I do possess

Please I don't know how to ease my stress

Little liquor here and there now

Began to feel less aware now

Wanna stop going

Excuses start coming

So I went to work

Focused on the pay

Started drinking more

Found a new escape

Macking on the women

Hitting left and right

Started wit the drugs

I must of been a sight

Stealing all the time

Called it commandeering

Beer mixed wit wine

Hard to get my bearings

I'm not doing fine

My ship nobody steering

Crazy suicidal thoughts

Should I hop off this bridge

Or simply slit my wrist

That would be the end of it

That would be the end of it

Years later still in the cycle

No peace of mind

Feeling psycho

The missteps I've made

For them I had to pay

Knew in my heart there was a better way

To cope

For hope

There was

I know

Had to back get to the basics

Kneeology

Even though the devil still bothers me

But I fight wit the word

And fight wit the music

Spend time in church

That's the way to do it

Make some better choices

No more being foolish

Peer pressure that's a thing of the past

Don't like the new old me

Yes I'm ready

For your love

Yes I'm ready

For your love