Bill Cosby

The magic isn't working
I'm doubting if it's real
Bill Cosby isn't helping
What's the deal?

Made every single wish
Cast every single spell
Subscribed to every superstition that I thought would help

And I did all the things
That people said I should
To make me feel alright but none of it did any good

My head feels like it's crazy
My life's become a wreck
And Jesus isn't here to save me
What the heck?

Though I don't think he's there
I still said every prayеr
I think I'd sell my soul if it would make my savior care

And I did all thе things
That people said would help
Oh won't somebody please come try to save me from myself
How will I ever feel better if I don't ever try?
Sit in my bedroom forever and never ask myself why

I say this time will be better
I say this time things will change
Feel like an old broken record 'cause every time it's the same
And it's about time I took the blame