Perspective
Thought I lost everything on my first heartbreak
I said I'd never love again
All I knew was it's over
It was all over for me
What is this madness inside me
What am I thinking
What was I thinking God trying put my life in line
Do it all myself no need for outside powers to tell me how to use my time
That was the mindset grabbing what I can get
Trapped in the net
Throwing a fit
I can't forget
The perspective that you've given now its hitting my teeth are gritting this sin
I've been pitted with is gripping my spirit stripping its linens
So it can breathe in relief
Pained with this grief
Life on repeat
I've been wasting all my moments and I'm chosen to go and proclaim your precious Name
But I'm taking my chances with an enemy that looks like me
Can't you see
Bet you wouldn't even believe the person that I've let you see
Nah that person isn't even me
I'm talking to the person on the other side of the glass
But he won't listen to me or answer my questions that I ask
He only focuses on my broken past
All of the broken glass that I'm stepping in
Yet you still are willing to keep on checking in
Looking in
Juvenile two year old with a microphone
Sitting and spitting these writtens that been killing to be sung in full
Yet they've been blocked by the poet who's been nothing but centerfold
This perspective I got has got to go
Not going to waste all my time with an interim it's time for the prodigal to come back home
Take out my brain and put it under the microscope bathing my hands in soap
And stretching the gloves like a pair of Isotone's poking and prodding
To figure out the motives of the vessel of the bones that be dwelling around my soul
Then I make an incision in the frontal lobe then another to really get inside the dome
Look at that two lines were needed to bring me home
You took my eyes
I have your sight
I realize
I can still fight
You took my eyes
I have your sight
I realize
I can still fight
It's a struggle
This life ain't easy going crazy
Trying to focus both my eyes above me 'cause I know the Father up there still will love me
Ain't that something
Fear won't stop me
Lust can't hold me
But my trust is still withholding
I'm pulling and towing not knowing what's showing not growing
Just flowing don't worry keep rowing you'll know where the Lord is going
Started making music just to pass the time now I'm trying to handle what it's like
To grab the mic knowing there's a couple people who are fans of mine
That's something I wasn't prepared for
And I know that's something that Satan adores
My eyes are gone so what am I worried for?
Oh that's right my flesh is still alive what a savage predator
Open the door down on all fours kicking him off of the porch
Locking all the doors now I'm trapped inside but it's safer now than it was before
Where is my faith
Where is my strength
Who am I
Where am I
This is not who I am
This isn't me
What is this madness inside me
You took my eyes
I have your sight
I realize
I can still fight
You took my eyes
I have your sight
I realize
I can still fight
I said I'd never love again
All I knew was it's over
It was all over for me
What is this madness inside me
What am I thinking
What was I thinking God trying put my life in line
Do it all myself no need for outside powers to tell me how to use my time
That was the mindset grabbing what I can get
Trapped in the net
Throwing a fit
I can't forget
The perspective that you've given now its hitting my teeth are gritting this sin
I've been pitted with is gripping my spirit stripping its linens
So it can breathe in relief
Pained with this grief
Life on repeat
I've been wasting all my moments and I'm chosen to go and proclaim your precious Name
But I'm taking my chances with an enemy that looks like me
Can't you see
Bet you wouldn't even believe the person that I've let you see
Nah that person isn't even me
I'm talking to the person on the other side of the glass
But he won't listen to me or answer my questions that I ask
He only focuses on my broken past
All of the broken glass that I'm stepping in
Yet you still are willing to keep on checking in
Looking in
Juvenile two year old with a microphone
Sitting and spitting these writtens that been killing to be sung in full
Yet they've been blocked by the poet who's been nothing but centerfold
This perspective I got has got to go
Not going to waste all my time with an interim it's time for the prodigal to come back home
Take out my brain and put it under the microscope bathing my hands in soap
And stretching the gloves like a pair of Isotone's poking and prodding
To figure out the motives of the vessel of the bones that be dwelling around my soul
Then I make an incision in the frontal lobe then another to really get inside the dome
Look at that two lines were needed to bring me home
You took my eyes
I have your sight
I realize
I can still fight
You took my eyes
I have your sight
I realize
I can still fight
It's a struggle
This life ain't easy going crazy
Trying to focus both my eyes above me 'cause I know the Father up there still will love me
Ain't that something
Fear won't stop me
Lust can't hold me
But my trust is still withholding
I'm pulling and towing not knowing what's showing not growing
Just flowing don't worry keep rowing you'll know where the Lord is going
Started making music just to pass the time now I'm trying to handle what it's like
To grab the mic knowing there's a couple people who are fans of mine
That's something I wasn't prepared for
And I know that's something that Satan adores
My eyes are gone so what am I worried for?
Oh that's right my flesh is still alive what a savage predator
Open the door down on all fours kicking him off of the porch
Locking all the doors now I'm trapped inside but it's safer now than it was before
Where is my faith
Where is my strength
Who am I
Where am I
This is not who I am
This isn't me
What is this madness inside me
You took my eyes
I have your sight
I realize
I can still fight
You took my eyes
I have your sight
I realize
I can still fight
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Writer(s): Arielle Toccad
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