My Tears Is Tatted, My Rag In

I'm Far From Being God, But I Work God Damn Hard.

I've Never Looked At Myself And Said That I Need To Be A Certain Way To Be Around A Certain Sort Of People. I've Always Wanted To Stay True To Myself, And I've Managed To Do That. People Have To Accept That.

I Spring Train In The Winter, Around Early December...

Only God Can Judge Me So I'm Gone, Either Love Me Or Leave Me Alone.

I Will Not Lose, For Even In Defeat/there's A Valuable Lesson Learned, So It Evens Up For Me