Mental Illness from Cadillac by John Gold

You say small hope can save a soul
But I don’t believe
In the warning signs
Of a wide wicked mind
Let it die don’t keep it in

Lock me up in chains
Still I’ll be in awe of
God’s amazing grace

But I don’t hear you say
Exactly what I want to hear
It just blows a figure 8
And leaves through the other ear

Shall I change or shall I stay the same
Well God only knows
What I want and need
Are they separate things?
Darlin’ I’m indisposed

All I know’s one thing
All of this will surely pass away

Oh but my mind won’t do
Exactly what I want it to
All I need's to hear your voice
Then I will have my proof

It was you it was
Always you

“Why does your mental illness
come and then it goes?
Last I checked an imbalance
doesn’t have a mind of It’s own!”

“And I deserve happiness
Just the same as you
Why do you let your suffering
Have power to control you?”

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