[Hook]
Who can I turn to?
Can you help me?
Help me find my way.
When the rain pours, it really pours, the skies are full of shades of gray.
So, just hold me, don’t you ever let it slip away.
When the rain pours, it really pours.
[BRA]
You say you chasing dreams, you’re just running from reality. Staring at the sky like, “Why these clouds got to follow me?”
I’m a survivor that’s the only thing that’s driving me, this greed inside of me is probably just gon’ swallow me.
Honestly, I’m just thinking logically. I’m just painting masterpieces on anybody’s beat.
I got the gift but it’s the curse that bothers me, afraid I’m out of reach from the people that I’m trying to reach.
Don’t get a lot of sleep. Only time I get to eat is when I’m I’m not tied up, trying to make ends meet.
Even if it means getting blood on my trees. Death around the corner I can feel it in the breeze.
Cops yelling freeze, my block a hundred degrees, and I think I seen a sniper on the roof through the leaves.
Extreme paranoia, hearing paranormal screams. On my knees like, “God, could you make it stop, please? ”
Please. Make the pain stop, please. This girl hands me some pills like, “here, pop these to“
Make the pain stop, they can make your pain leave. Sign your name on this line, I can make you a king.
With queen like Coretta. It’s whatever you dream. I’d rather take what I need, like Malcolm by any means.
There’s black, there’s white and there’s an area between. Gray every day and it pours when it rains.
Bored with the game, because everybody’s the same. And nothing was the same, got them thinking they can sing.
But I’m a rider, so stay outside of my lane. I go insane on the track, but that’s just how I was trained.
And I know it. Probably owe it to Rage O, the Phenom. Cannon, the showcase.
Where’d we make the mistakes. We supposed to be great.
Chosen to lead, but we couldn’t see it because of the gray. Then one day when the smoke clears away. Life wake you up, smack you dead in the face.
[Hook]
[Theo]
My God, forgive me
I'm devoured by pride
Ive tried repenting
Feeling empty I've cried
I'm tired of sinning
Mental, wishin I'd die...
Too foul for winning
Every inning pop fly
Sick of living my lie
Quickly given to the desires
That require an entire squad
In line's combined fire
Calling out to the slaughter
And denying what's higher
When I should be pouring water
Like the choir
But ill rise
Even though I'm inclined to recline
In you, its not mine to decide
I'm just another hypocrite
Trying not to die
But I know that's what I deserve
Amazing grace is that (at) work.
because I should be getting merked
Forever more and for certain
I'm telling you, I’m the worse
No worth as a person, but to hurt
Concerned for where I learnt it
Festering of the world is
So obvious that we buy it
It's commercially viable
Greatest show on earth
So drawing it should be curtains
It's drawing them like fishermen
It's Calling them to its service
It's Bating them with its hooks
And hooking them with its lines
And frying them up to serve them
I'm buying a couple
Dag
And ain't no denying
IT was the serpent
by your grace he
Still grinding demolishing
what was perfect
But as long as I follow you
Everything will be worth it
because you work it for the good
Of those that's called to your purpose
credits
from kamikazeLIFE,
released February 16, 2015
Beat by Theo The Foot Washer
The latest 45 from Moon Rituals offers two slices of tranquil synthpop, with gauzy vocals, bright keys, and warm hooks. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 30, 2020