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World Full Of Pain / Becky Torres / July 8, 2006

Yo, I live wit my dad
And Iím going mad
And Iím sicked and tired of being bad
Being bad is wat I say
But honestly bad ainít the word Iím looking for
Itís more like rebelling against God
Is wat Iím trying to say
I try everyday to put up with this
But itís so hard to do
In this world full of pain, full of pain

Even tho I seek wat God wants me to do
Iím just so stiff necked about His will
Because I want to go with my will
But I guess I have no choice
But to lyrically express wat I feel
Even tho Iím in this world full of pain, full of pain

I have nothing to gain if I donít do wat God wills
Cause deep down in my heart
I know wats right from wrong
But I choose to do wats wrong
And now I want everything right
But itís just too hard in this world full of pain, full of pain

But you see God says ďto live is Christ but to die is gain
And I need to live as Christ did
To gain what soon could be mine
The kingdom of God is wat Iím trying to inherit
Not this world full of pain, full of pain