When I Think Of Folk

Well, I Looked My Demons In The Eyes Laid Bare My Chest, Said 'do Your Best, Destroy Me. You See, I’ve Been To Hell And Back So Many Times, I Must Admit You Kind Of Bore Me.

There's A Real Sense Of Desperation When You Grow Up In Poverty.

Don't Let Your Eyes Refuse To Seedon't Let Your Ears Refuse To Hear

I Never Learned To Count My Blessings I Choose Instead To Dwell In My Disasters

I'm Very Uncomfortable In My Own Skin.