What are three objects you couldn’t live without?

Used to fan the flames

Of the ones who drove me insane

Now I object to that refrain

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Used to let them into my dreams

Creep into sleep a nightly routine

Now I object it’s a nightmare scene

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Used to wonder what and why I lost

Think out of luck counting the cost

Now I object I was just too soft

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These three objections

Gave my life direction

Knowing God’s election

Was you all along