Lord my arms are stretched high I'm looking for better reception from you like a satellite So many discretions in life plus a never ending appetite For the fleshly desires and all the other 7 deadlies that this world glamorize Wherever I was headed I knew I wasn't ready for the afterlife Takin in by the public veiw and when it came to you I would overthink and over analyze Enamored in sin I felt the Devil tapped in and staring back through that camera lens All those times I thought I was alone flipping through open incognito tabs on my phone anxiety wouldn't leave me alone  Felt the disconnect, viewing the opposite sex as object designed strictly just for sex and I felt the hunger grow But with that hunger came the pains  marital life getting strained Constantly impaired by the drinks and the Marry Jane I was linked in Satan tugging at my chains On the defense making excuses and placing blames Not willing to accept that the problem was me Not paying attention to loved ones developed a case of add Absolutely the devils doing Soul felt unsettled my heart longing for absolution The farceds where wearing off along with the buzz from the alcohol All them last calls at random bars Life crashing letting go of the handle bars Lacked passion till he channeled something deep in the heart A call to action a brand new start No longer roaming aimlessly in the dark