The Pulls

know how it feels to be caught betweem two worlds, mental disorder due to two different influences one pullin you close with a loving voice, the other bribes you with sparkling toys, all i know is where my treasure lies no scale big enugh to measure , how much there is to pleasure, but why is the worlds eye candy, seem to come in handy, drinkin the finest brandi, while my soul is drowning, my heart is pounding, i need a escape rope to save me from killa dope, in the Saviour i lie my hope, washing me clean with His blood thats better than soap. Turns a red heart white. No longer do we have to fight! Thank you Jesus Christ!