Give me those days of ill health
If thats what it takes to share your wealth
Bless me with that fever again
So the spirituality I can regain
Take me away from this worldly life
You know I'm not their type
I'm living the dirt due to my sins
You & only you can make it rinse
Call me back to your abodes
I'm done & dusted on these roads
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Who but You can help me wade through the MAYA spread by You?
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