You're up with the sunrise
And down when the words bend down
With excellence, industry, diligence,
Naturally, I would like to be you just for a few habit-forming years
Laziness cuts me like fine cutting breed
I need a miracle, someone to help me, myself
Sweet Jesus, I need you
Forgive me, listen
Not hookers or heron can blame your gin
It sounds so ridiculous but I just can't lick this
I need a miracle, someone to help me, myself
Someone to help me, myself

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Writer(s): DAVID SHANNON BAZAN