Life is a riddle, life is a fiddle
Life can be kind, or it can be fickle
To an extent it is what you make of it
But sometimes youre just a pig on the spit
Its a roller coaster of emotion
You cant get off while its still in motion
You ride it out until it is over and done
And you dont get your money back if it wasnt fun
Sometimes you make a mistake and ruin the ride
Sometimes it breaks from the outside
All I know is that you've got to take responsibility
Or if it wasnt from you, know fighting is a futility
Because people make their choices, right or wrong
You cant force someone to stay and belong
Even if it kills you inside to watch them walk away
They made the choice. They chose this way.
What you get to choose is how it defines you
You get to choose how you will get through
Truth is, a lot hurts in this life we live
Sometimes we're stronger to forgive
Life is even harder when youre fighting it alone
It can be like a train wreck or a cyclone
But I know that I have this hope in me
That when in the darkness I be
God will be my strength and my light
When I am blinded, He is my sight.
When Im a tiger in a cage, He is my calm
When all is hopeless, His praise is my psalm
I know who I used to be, bitter and angry
Dangerous when backed in a corner you see
But Ive found a Savior who promises to all
That He will always be there for us when we call
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