i'm gonna be great one day, i'ma do something great
Wanna have my name written on a golden slate
I wanna be somebody who will rock the boat
So damned hard nothing will float
Then i was sent to school to be educated
in reality everyone was just indoctrinated
teachers kept talking about staying with reality
now they call it basic practicality
but now i know better its just stifling my creativity.
somewhere along the way i lost my direction
seemed nothing was within except extreme sedition
anti-authority was my way of life
rebel without a cause, you're goddamn right
i had nothing to live for, nothing to do
they took away my hope, told me
my dreams could never come true
its just the way of society to suppress the new
but whatever was coming next they had no clue
then one day i met the Lord above
who showed me the definition of true love
now i know that anything can be done
i've got a purpose now, a vision for us
through Chirst Jesus i now have a cause
still some things don't change at the core
i'm still the guy who can't countenance the norm
still desire to be free of all forms
breathing rebel air to the last
but the Lord didnt trim my mast
now i'm radical for his mission
his master plan for my life
now its back to my childhood days
free from the stifling scythe.
Sunday, June 15, 2003
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