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God Bless This Mess (Tuff)

I have to laugh instead of cry when I'm carried to my cross Beaten, kicked and left to die, I come back from this loss Three-piece suits, they look like hell and then tell me what to say The dollar signs and the politics, determine what I play, yeah No one sees, what I see, in this living hell Day after day I get put to the test, Lead by the blind, which way is West Someone once told me I know what's best And all I can say is, Gob Bless, God Bless, God Bless this Mess God Bless this Mess, God Bless this Mess, God Bless this Mess Snakes are many and my friends are few, A handshake and a smile Forgotten names and the money is gone, they hate my guts in style Apathy is not my name because I care a lot I've worked too hard and prayed too long, and I refuse to rot, yeah, yeah If you could see, what I see, you would turn and walk away Day after day I get put to the test, Lead by the blind, which way is West Someone once told me I know what's best And all I can say is, Gob Bless, God Bless, God Bless this Mess God Bless this Mess, God Bless this Mess, God Bless this Mess Break down: Huhh, huhh, huhh, (scream) If you could see, what I see, it would blow your fucking mind