GIVE SOME THANX 107bpm

"Psalm 111:1" Msg
"1 Thessalonians 5:18" Amp
"Psalm 35" Amp

Got a head full of pain and a body thats the same
been sneezing and weezing now my lungs are inflamed
struggling to breathe looking for my ventilin
this is the 17th night Lord when will it end!
how long will You watch without taking some action
and rescue my life form a certain destruction
cause I hear them laughing and they talking about me
and if they talking about me then they talking about thee
so arouse Yourself and come close to me
awake to justice the justice due me
even to this cause Lord vindicate me
and let not my foes rejoice over me
and You know this all so don't hesitate to speak
cause its 2 in the morning and fear be chasing me
my mind is turning my skin is burning
I can't take this anymore Lord I'm really really hurting!

Chorus
"OOOOH! I'm gonna give some thanx
even if everything in me can't
even in the pain I will not refrain
to shout for joy and praise Your name"

3 weeks in the A.U. surrounded by fog
my head was in the clouds I was puking like a dog
misdiagnosed OD on methadone
on top of all that nurses telling me to go home
praying everyday Lord take the pain away
but it keeps getting worse yo! it just won't fade
my people come by and I feel mad blessed
but when they leave its like that cuckoo's nest
and I'm praying Abba Father save me from this circus
this kids in the bathroom smoking crack with the nurses
OD on the meds with the Dr. by my side
as I open my eyes he OD's me another time
They finally let me out I was free and clean
3 days later I'm back in emergency
experiencing the worst pain I'd felt in my life
they thought I was crazy wanted to send me up to psych?

Sickness has left me in a fetal position
my spiritual life had been tapped out.....Submission
not growing or believing or even giving thanx
like a bugatti with no gas.....Empty tank
no praising praying or even seeking the Father
I'm drowning over here instead of walking on the water
living in these chains got me going insane
expecting it to change while doing the same same
snared inside so I compromise
and run from the place where I once would thrive
chained to my bed and chained to the floor
chained to my pills and chained to being poor
chained to these idols these demons and even more
why don't you just chain me to my studio floor
so I can create and break these chains once again
a life that I'm living not a dream where I pretend.