bring me back

Bring me back.. bring me back.. bring me back right now, i don't wanna go like this,+2 to many problems, to much stress, lost in my mind running circles in my head, talking to the mediums of the living dead, and shadows fucking with my head, as i lay here in my bed, all alone, all on,on my own, pain, Rain, dealing with a million different thangs, dead to life, hearing angels sing, (Hark the Harold the angels sing, all give thanks to the new born king!) and then i seen the lion for the forth time, and Solomon only seen Moses thrice then he died, i cant figure why i ain't dead, but i know i can't, get away from the voices in my head and then they sang, (Hark the Harold angels sing, all give thanks to the new born king) is it a rise to power, or my ticket to the heavens, am i alive, or dead man, did i give my best, or not a damn thang, But even if i told em the Truth, would they believe the pain, or say fuck you, and leave me in the rayne 3 if i had myself, just one wish, it would come to be something like this, let me get these flows hot enough, to get me rich,get me rich. so my kids could see just what i did, what i did,what i did for them, and then the angel sang! (Hark the Harolds angels sing, all give thanks to Red Lotus the king, he is the king of everything! the king for you and me! Gabrielle!)