Will To Life

I feel good and I don't know why;
last few years been pure hard times.
one more drunken evening'd kill me;
One more trip'd make it to the sea.
I been praying to St. Cecelia
Thinkin just maybe she heard me.

I feel high as the sky and I ain't on nothin but music.
I've been given a gift and I ain't goin to abuse it.
Thank you St. Cecelia, I feel a will to life.

I feel good and I don't know why;
last few years been pure hard times.
One more score'd be the end of me,
One more needle'd set me free.
I been praying to St. Cecelia,
Thinkin maybe she heard me.

I feel high as the sky and I ain't on nothin but music.
I've been given a gift and I ain't goin to abuse it.
Thank you St. Cecelia, I feel a will to life.

I feel good and I don't know why;
last few years been pure hard times.
One more sin he'll collect on me;
one more fling'd mean HIV.
But I been prayin to St. Cecelia,
Thinkin just maybe she heard me.

I feel high as the sky and I ain't on nothin but music.
I've been given a gift and I ain't goin to abuse it.
Thank you St. Cecelia, I feel a will to life.