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Me and my old pal were like 'Pinky and the Brain'--I had all the smarts and he was insane

But then I came to my senses--a revelation that forced me to put up my defenses,

Friends with offenses aimed them at my character--I was scripted prey that was hunted by the predator

Didn't know why that they hated me so, I was forced to take a trip that I was not prepared to go on and so on,

Friends became enemies, and enemies became friends--beginnings became ends

Things turned inside out and stayed there, I never had much clout--I stayed scared,

I always had much doubt in myself--knew God existed for sure but nothing else

I hated high school--hated my health, hated my reflection, hated to wake up,

Loved to "go steady"--hated to break up, hated to cry tears, loved to "make up"

I hated the shake ups of a natural life--I could feel the sharp pain of an unnatural knife in my soul's back--the blade was exacto, wound was a fact 'lo, I was attacked yo'!

But now I'm better, no matter the weather--you all already know the text,

I'm one of the best--the newly 'Reloaded', Satan's 'Matrix' the Christ has decoded

Now I am devoted to spreading the love and saving the souls for the Man up above...