I thought I was the apple of the devil's eye
He fed me all his poison,
I believed all his lies
I thought I was happy
But I was wrong
I looked into my own eyes,
The light in my soul had died
I was the walking dead
I thought I had found my brand
But I was wrong
I had to chew on all the wrong flavors for awhile
Until It ended with a long walk with my Savior,
Nothing compares to holding God's hand,
Breathing in God's breathe.+-