Lyrics
[Chorus]
Everything in this world is God's Plan
I'm-a jump and land even when it's hard to stand,
I gotta cross in hand, a full life is rare,
and it aint fair, no it aint fair
{{so know... }}
You gotta move on, you can't stay here,
in the same state that your brain won't clear,
away is your tears and care til it's all square,
but it aint fair, no, it aint fair
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[Verse 1]
I aint been to church in months, maybe ten,
funny how my life is better now than it was then,
something's wrong with that picture, Magic Eye,
look closer, see the inscribe that's trapped inside,
like a fossil, not so, close to the watch I bare,
surprised as a kid I wasn't placed in foster care,
brought the glares, wasn't always a good child,
never stopped their care or pushed me to the wood pile,
and I think Sting said there was a message in the bottle,
so I drank... til there was nothing left in the bottle,
alcoholic fits, wanna call it quits, freefallin', cliff,
seen it all I'm sick, quick a medicine ball I lift,
til I break the chain, of commands, condemned,
rules bent, not knowin' where I will land, descend,
til my dead end, before it's- dude turn to coroner,
pews turn to mourners, I'm-a U-Turn this corner
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[Chorus]
Everything in this world is God's Plan
I'm-a jump and land even when it's hard to stand,
I gotta cross in hand, a full life is rare,
and it aint fair, no it aint fair
{{so know... }}
You gotta move on, you can't stay here,
in the same state that your brain won't clear,
away is your tears and care til it's all square,
but it aint fair, no, it aint fair
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[Verse 2]
It's tough, choke you up like a Reno breeze,
when you tryna make ya mark like a Cheeto'd sleeve,
No flag pin and I love my country like CMT
but prisons shouldn't have a line-up like a DMV
read em weap, no cards, judgin' books by their cover,
a widow, kids broke by the looks of their mother,
and suffered salty rain by the Pains of the job he-,
-had, fabric of the flag stains the Remains of the Body,
picture hangs in the lobby and they grasp with pride,
coastin', waves of emotion will they pass the Tide?
or be left with marks, hearts filled with sorrow,
issues they tackle like Barlow, hard pills they swallow,
and the car loan... keeps increasin' interest,
another sheep tryna find peace on the internet,
in excess, not the band but the liquor they lip,
abusive husbands feed their wives til they thicker to hit
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[Chorus] x4
Everything in this world is God's Plan
I'm-a jump and land even when it's hard to stand,
I gotta cross in hand, a full life is rare,
and it aint fair, no it aint fair
{{so know... }}
You gotta move on, you can't stay here,
in the same state that your brain won't clear,
away is your tears and care til it's all square,
but it aint fair, no, it aint fair
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