Will's Pavilion - Painful Things

The night brightens my mind
I lay awake and I dream
Of all the wrongs I should right
Theres plenty more it would seem
Than any one man can handle
Than any one man should bear
But it seems that I've been busy
Seems I've done my fair share
And I made a list of everything
There's plenty of painful things
Yeah I talked to the preacher
Said I'm one of the damned
Here to say that I'm sorry
So please talk to your man
He said "of course my brother"
Then he held out his hand
Said "the Lord listens better when you give what you can
And make that cheque payable to me"
There's plenty of painful things
No matter where you look
No matter which way you turn
People of this world
We're gonna crash and burn
When I'm at my worst
Thinking back in time
There was too much drinking
I was out of my mind
But those fistfights and scuffles
No, they ain't my worry
I'm ashamed of the way
You were looking at me
And you don't know half of what I've been
There's plenty of painful things
Every man for themselves
It's one for one
I don't need you
'Cause I got my gun
No im not a killer
I'm not a cheat
I'm not a liar
Hell no I'm not a thief
I'm not a pusher
I don't even smoke weed
I'm not a big corporation
Screwing the world with greed
But they all get more respect than me

Written by:
Glen Trainor

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