Sinister Minister
I can't even think of one bar to write
I'm looking around trying to start a fight
No woman that I can call my wife
Feeling nobody got a harder life
People like oh, man it's alright
But they don't feel this pain or see this sight
They're just barking, but I might bite
They don't wanna get up in my eyes at night
It's kinda like you just got caught up in the rapture
When the devil attack ya
Seeing demons
Hearing the laughter
Fearing dreaming appearing to last eternity
But it certainly isn't all true
Nervously trying to wake myself too
Purposely hurting me
Murking the church in me
Flirting and earning a name that ain't cool to me
Who is he
Pure evil
Typing things in your keyboard
A trickster to torture people
Sick things are fine
Call it ill-legal
He's a fly up on the wall though
Hard to find like Waldo
Under the radar he crawl low
Making a lot of fools like the lotto
How do you think this was written
He made me a victim
I'm sorry if you thought I was perfect
But I thought that was a given
Never will I ever say I'm perfect
I'm just like you
I get scared and nervous
That I won't flourish
But do I deserve it
I definitely don't
But I hope that I still have my soul 'cause
At times I feel that I would be a good minister
But I tend to enjoy things that are sinister
Supply darkness to the ones that surround me
So why does my sky end up so cloudy with darkness
I see the light daily but it fade away
All the sunshines turn to rainy days
The sinister minister is in my brain
I hate to see that he's coming after me
He's in my brain and I can't get him out
Drained all the happiness
Filled it with doubt
Temptations were quiet
Now they all shout
Want to put it to an end
But I don't know how
Maybe I do and I lie to myself
Can't do it on my own
But I don't want help
See the Bible and want to put it on the shelf
But I know that it will be good for my health
So I pick it up
I fight the hatred
Even though I feel I can never be sacred
If I change my soul I can't erase or wash my past decisions
That stay on my thoughts
They play constantly
I have to gaze and watch
As I cross my path and watch His face on the cross
Even though He's my savior
I change my boss on a regular day
And have to say I lost
Lucifer, you win again
But I hate the fact that I live in sin
I try to escape
But the percentage of me not giving in to the grim is slim
Yes, its him
In it to win it
And I wish I could put it to an end and just finish ya
Make life flash for your eyes like a cinema
But I'm on the hellevator with a sinister minister
At times I feel that I would be a good minister
But I tend to enjoy things that are sinister
Supply darkness to the ones that surround me
So why does my sky end up so cloudy with darkness
I see the light daily but it fade away
All the sunshines turn to rainy days
The sinister minister is in my brain
I hate to see that he's coming after me
I'm messed up
Out of here
Gone
Depression is what I call home
Stuck on the same path that I've been on
No more keeping it in a shell
Let it be known
Don't mess with me when I get in my zone
You don't want to deal with the stuff I got in my dome
I'm crazy
Maybe
And I think you might be too
We got the same sickness
Does it got you feeling blue
I kept it all inside of me
My soul no longer ivory
Too many people lie to me
It got me feeling like a freak
I tried to keep it a secret
But then I began to see people treating me evilly
Deceitfully leading me
Feeding the beast in me
Grieving so easily
Demons seeking a piece of me
Jesus please
Put me on my feet where I need to be
At times I feel that I would be a good minister
But I tend to enjoy things that are sinister
Supply darkness to the ones that surround me
So why does my sky end up so cloudy with darkness
I see the light daily but it fade away
All the sunshines turn to rainy days
The sinister minister is in my brain
I hate to see that he's coming after me
I'm looking around trying to start a fight
No woman that I can call my wife
Feeling nobody got a harder life
People like oh, man it's alright
But they don't feel this pain or see this sight
They're just barking, but I might bite
They don't wanna get up in my eyes at night
It's kinda like you just got caught up in the rapture
When the devil attack ya
Seeing demons
Hearing the laughter
Fearing dreaming appearing to last eternity
But it certainly isn't all true
Nervously trying to wake myself too
Purposely hurting me
Murking the church in me
Flirting and earning a name that ain't cool to me
Who is he
Pure evil
Typing things in your keyboard
A trickster to torture people
Sick things are fine
Call it ill-legal
He's a fly up on the wall though
Hard to find like Waldo
Under the radar he crawl low
Making a lot of fools like the lotto
How do you think this was written
He made me a victim
I'm sorry if you thought I was perfect
But I thought that was a given
Never will I ever say I'm perfect
I'm just like you
I get scared and nervous
That I won't flourish
But do I deserve it
I definitely don't
But I hope that I still have my soul 'cause
At times I feel that I would be a good minister
But I tend to enjoy things that are sinister
Supply darkness to the ones that surround me
So why does my sky end up so cloudy with darkness
I see the light daily but it fade away
All the sunshines turn to rainy days
The sinister minister is in my brain
I hate to see that he's coming after me
He's in my brain and I can't get him out
Drained all the happiness
Filled it with doubt
Temptations were quiet
Now they all shout
Want to put it to an end
But I don't know how
Maybe I do and I lie to myself
Can't do it on my own
But I don't want help
See the Bible and want to put it on the shelf
But I know that it will be good for my health
So I pick it up
I fight the hatred
Even though I feel I can never be sacred
If I change my soul I can't erase or wash my past decisions
That stay on my thoughts
They play constantly
I have to gaze and watch
As I cross my path and watch His face on the cross
Even though He's my savior
I change my boss on a regular day
And have to say I lost
Lucifer, you win again
But I hate the fact that I live in sin
I try to escape
But the percentage of me not giving in to the grim is slim
Yes, its him
In it to win it
And I wish I could put it to an end and just finish ya
Make life flash for your eyes like a cinema
But I'm on the hellevator with a sinister minister
At times I feel that I would be a good minister
But I tend to enjoy things that are sinister
Supply darkness to the ones that surround me
So why does my sky end up so cloudy with darkness
I see the light daily but it fade away
All the sunshines turn to rainy days
The sinister minister is in my brain
I hate to see that he's coming after me
I'm messed up
Out of here
Gone
Depression is what I call home
Stuck on the same path that I've been on
No more keeping it in a shell
Let it be known
Don't mess with me when I get in my zone
You don't want to deal with the stuff I got in my dome
I'm crazy
Maybe
And I think you might be too
We got the same sickness
Does it got you feeling blue
I kept it all inside of me
My soul no longer ivory
Too many people lie to me
It got me feeling like a freak
I tried to keep it a secret
But then I began to see people treating me evilly
Deceitfully leading me
Feeding the beast in me
Grieving so easily
Demons seeking a piece of me
Jesus please
Put me on my feet where I need to be
At times I feel that I would be a good minister
But I tend to enjoy things that are sinister
Supply darkness to the ones that surround me
So why does my sky end up so cloudy with darkness
I see the light daily but it fade away
All the sunshines turn to rainy days
The sinister minister is in my brain
I hate to see that he's coming after me
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Writer(s): Matthew Wright
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