what you say is what you get
Made a lot of bad decisions,
tried for name to the Lord
I found my refuge in the sight of Saul
running through stop signs
grinding on a nine to five
Sixteen so young, whipped it to a duplex
Stuck in, sick of it, but I was ignorant
so in turn I got belligerent
Never had a liquor sense,
just another young, dumb teen
but I never lost my dream
Dirt flow poor, turned to a triple beam
Had a way to drool, but I never did listen
I guess that's why in class
you'd think I'd probably learn
But that wouldn't be a story
if the pages never turned
what you say is what you get
Made a lot of bad decisions,
drop an A to the Lord, Adam
Play my refugee recital song
speeded through the red lights
got on it like an old bike
Rolled to reality, finally saw the scenery
Had to hit the brakes and see
what life really means to me
the smell of fried chicken
Cooked in Hell's kitchen,
but I guess I finally learned
finally seen that where I stood
Embarrassed by the meters
when you know it isn't good
but the past is long gone
at the writing of the song
never learning's when it's wrong
If you've never been weak,
then you can never be strong
what you say is what you get
Made a lot of bad decisions,
I ain't learned from them
drop a knee to the Lord, Adam
Am I refuge in a silent song?
