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We're spewing all the hate, I know
You can't touch this, don't you see?
This is Ferragamo
Nothing crazy, but I just need a taste
My soul's going to waste, and I couldn't care 'bout the mere morrow
'Toxicated, but I ain't ever touched a bottle
Like a temptress, where she tells me to go
I follow
It's been some years that I've played this dirty game
Been running 'round for the fame
In the end, all it left was more sorrow
Was down and hungry
Thinking 'bout ways to get this done
Demons 'round me stunned me
My guilty verdict? need the Son
Can't rip these burdens from me
The chains of Lucy held me strong
Heard countless words, it's Elyon
He said "You're running from Me
You're famous, amazing
Think you should die for Me
I'm aimless, it's makeshift
Don't got the time for you
All them nights I provided
Feel I'll decide what is, good for my life
Why should you get to decide for Me?"
Up-chuckers, we're spewing all the hate
I know
You can't touch this, don't you see?
This is Ferragamo
Nothing crazy, but I just need a taste
My soul's going to waste
And I couldn't care
'bout the mere morrow
'Toxicated, but I ain't ever touched a bottle
Like a temptress, where she tells me to go
I follow
It's been some years that I've played this dirty game
Been running 'round for the fame
In the end, all it left was more sorrow
We're seeking peace, not fame
In the mirror, see Christ, not pain
Fighting the blight, still battle my shame
Grace on my name, but I walk with the blame
I'm reading Psalms when I can't explain
Ask who I am in the midst of His flame
Matthew 6: still pray in the rain
But the storm inside doesn't sound the same
Romans 7: there's a war in the frame
Good that I will, still slip all the same
Galatians 5: flesh moving insane
But I walk by the Spirit, not stuck in the chains
Cry out in prayer: "Can You see my pain?"
Dark thoughts creep, but I'm clinging to grace
You cover my soul when I'm lost in the flame
Your Word is my anchor
I'm firm in the wave
Aye, aye you man, you hear what happened to Az' last week?
What happened to him, bro?
Bro, I heard he got lined, fam. They got him down, bro
Huh?
The maddest thing is, bro
He'd just got baptised
The week before, bro
What?
Bro, it's dark, man... it's dark
'Toxicated, but I ain't ever touched a bottle
Like a temptress, where she tells me to go
I follow
It's been some years that I've played this dirty game
Been running 'round for the fame
In the end, all it left was more sorrow
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