I am the world's worst human being
I go to church every Sunday
Down by the river I go to pray
I never met a man I hate
Up on a hill I meet God late
You have always been my best friend
How much I know you know I'm a good person
The only amount of what I know as legacy
Will remember God and God alone not me
As I sits besides a tree
What will become of I?
The burning side I hold the key
To lock away is to die
Yet is this what God wants?
The ghosts of former passions to haunt?
Then what a fool I am so reluctant
Life liberty happiness is not what I should have meant
For God has a better way
Therefore I say
I am the world's worst human being
