Just when I thought
I had handles on this
I can soften my guard behind false confidence
Just when I felt
Humble pie insipid
Exempt from this blind-side and firmly in its grip
Cause I am seduced by reaction and under the influence
I'm slipping again
I'm up to old tricks off my wagon
I have no defense I'm
Wreaking havoc
Wreaking havoc and consequence
I get reduced by my own willfulness as
I reach for my usual God replacements
Cause I am rich with sanction and lax in my steps
I'm slipping again
I'm up to old tricks off my wagon
I have no defense I'm
Wreaking havoc
Wreaking havoc and consequence
If forgiveness is understanding
Then I offer mea culpa for the millionth time
From this tumbling house of cards of mine
I am beaten by my impulsiveness
By this uncanny foreshadowing of regret
Cause I'm repulsed by restriction at least that's my excuse
I'm slipping again
I'm up to old tricks off my wagon
I have no defense I'm
Wreaking havoc
Wreaking havoc and consequence
I'm slipping again
I'm up to old tricks off my wagon
I have no defense I'm
Wreaking havoc
Wreaking havoc and consequence
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