My inner brat stumbles into peril.
I put myself over a barrel.
I bring the nails to my crucifixion.
I could use some sort of intervention.
Help me to not set my hair on fire.
Let me long for your holy desire.
Protect me from my own ill will.
Incline my heart to do your will.
My solemn prayer is to want what you want
And to life a life that is abundant.
To do it alone is just not probable
but for you all things are possible.
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