Regrets and Mistakes

First time around I was playing... Round two, I was reacting.. Shaped by the things that I saw growing up... Though I should have never let the latter determine the course of my life, It's abysmal on my part I realised this now that it's a bit too late. See, this thing grew on me like crutch It is you, a part of me... God is Gracious As it ferociously get a hold of me Like it's higher powers. Bringing every lyric to my song to it's knees, Every line of poem is on the floor! Every line of my prayers to the ground, The begotten son is quickly forgotten, High blood pressure It's nothing serious but pleasure.. Higher powers taking a hold of me! One more time before I come, Higher powers taking a hold of you and I!! And after that, I call regrets and mistakes.. This is how memories are made. It's bitter sweet... I hate to love it! People live on more than they have for this, As for me, I'm compensating! I plead sexual healing.