Praise

Will I make it out okay?
Will I see more than just this pain?
I'm screaming at the top of my lungs hoping that you hear me
I'm praying that you hear me

I'm going insane
Thinking about how life fades away
We turn into dust
The only truth in life is death is a must
And I look into the resurrection of Christ as a crutch
But I can't even look at my own sins to face
I'm a sinner who's going to sin again
I hope god forgives the pain I inflict
I'm just trying my best to live
It's hard when you have no fucks to give
Snort a line, take a hit
I'm just trying to catch my next flight out
But it doesn't seem like that's happening anytime now
Doors are closing, plane is boarded and I've missed my flight home
I've been trying my best to get my wings back and my crown put on strong
It's hard when life keeps throwing curveballs
I miss my friends and I miss my soul
Lord give me back the life
I'm drinking the blood of Christ to cleanse me of my sins
Lord please let me back in!

God I know I've made my mistakes
I'm not perfect it's hard to be these days
I just hope to make us proud as the stakes raise
I want to fill my life with your praise
I want to fill my life with your praise

God
Is it even fair in asking
If good people die so young just to meet you sooner do you bask in it?
This is the third friend you've taken away from me and it hurts to see them in a casket
Broken families, 40 tattoos and we're still asking
Why lord? why him? why now?
Why give me the nicest human being and take him right out
What lesson are you trying to teach?
And I have every right to be fucking angry
But I'm questioning the motives, I don't get the behind the scenes
But hey I guess it was worth asking

God I know I've made my mistakes
I'm not perfect it's hard to be these days
I just hope to make us proud as the stakes raise
I want to fill my life with your praise
I want to fill my life with your praise



Credits
Writer(s): Amanda Bovea
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