Doing Bad Things Again

You know, I used to walk a straight line.
Man, you should have seen me then.
I was doing good things for a long time
But I'm doing bad things again.

I don't know how I lost my way exactly.
I couldn't tell you when.
I was doing good things for a long time
But I'm doing bad things again.

My mother didn't raise no bad child.
She taught me right from wrong but I didn't listen.
Some things just make me wild,
Things I know I would be better off resisting.

I was headed down the right road.
I guess I went around the bend.
I was doing good things for a long time
But I'm doing bad things again.
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