I was just about to quote Mark Twain
when I realized that it's all in vain.
A twist of fate, a twisted look of pain.
To defeat the wheat, go against the grain.
I know what you've been through,
but there's only so much one can do.
The rest is up to you...The rest is up to you.
Your mentor's become your tormentor.
Give him the money, but is it for rent?
Or will you get burnt for the countless time?
Your head starts to hurt, you just close your eyes.
I know what he did to you,
but there's only so much one can do.
The rest is up to you.
This speech is merely words.
It's even worse because it rhymes.
Give me a minutes of your time,
I'll have a minute of your time.
And I can't make this click.
And I can't tattoo your mind.
But, you know this ain't no trick.
Take it or leave it all behind.
Gave my advice.
Done all I can, but it's your life.
It's in your hands.
Why don't you try to slow down?
Slow things down.
'Cause I know you're hurting.
So put down your burdens.
Crucify your doubts and just reach out.
Reach out to Jesus.
Embrace him.
Turn your life around to face him.
You'll find mercy, you'll see grace.
Love and beauty defined in his face.
