Who fucked up
Who got fucked up
You dealt me a strange hand
Cause I know I could be better then this
If you didn’t give me this prollem’
Fuckin’ schizoaffective disorder
What would I have been
Lord of a manor
Maserati’s and Maybach’s
At least I got my candor
Yeah thank you God for what I got
Cause I know it could be so much worse
I got love from different places
My life is worth living
Yeah I guess you dealt me a couple aces
So can’t you see God?
Can’t you see why I’m confused?
Cause’ I know it could have gone up or down
But instead I’m right in the middle
Where nothing moves
So what do I need God?
You tell me
Should I suffer some more?
Or is it about time I got a break?
I’ll trust you can figure that shit out
And give me a fuckin’ answer
Cause right now it’s black and it’s blue
It’s a fucked up situation and I’m lookin’ at you