Lyrics

DestituteGot caught on a backstreet u know itIll take the long way homeGot myself in a mess this timeI got nowhere to goI don't need no bleeding heartTo tell me what i should  doIll suit up and show up And maybe .......try to be of some useNot this timeNot this placeNot this lifeGet up on out of my faceIve been so called respectable Like some celebrity hackOr some corporate god20 trillion in debtIve played ball with em allOn this field of dreamsI'm not complaining just sayinThis where i want to beI've been down on my luck before But i'm not down on it anymore All i need is a smileFrom a kind face like yoursTake some timeTake my placeLive my lifeIt's like living in grace