Ex-Hypocrite (Don't Wanna)
Oh, have you ever
Felt like a fake
You know much better
But somehow you can't
You can't get off of it
Seems there's no stopping it
You preach to others
Something you can't
Some days are sunny
Some days are blue
You feeling funny like deja vu
I say I'm a Christian
But man, I'm really tripping, bruh
I think I'm winning
But man, I'm just deceiving, bruh
I took so many L's
And I can't blame no one else
I feel like everybody's watching
And I'm about to get revealed
It's so much work to keep this life
And I don't think I got the fight
I think it's best to make it right
So God, hear my cry
I don't wanna go to church
On Sundays
Praising your name
Acting all saved
But on the weekdays
It's like another type of life
Or something
Acting ashamed
Ain't even pray
Don't wanna seek you
I don't wanna go to church
On Sundays
Praising your name
Acting all saved
But on the weekdays
It's like another type of life
Or something
Acting ashamed
Ain't even pray
Don't wanna seek you
I don't wanna live a hypocrite
I wanna live like Jesus did
I don't wanna live a double life
I wanna give up all the lies
Yeah, no more lies
No, no disguise
No, not this time
Yeah, I'm alright
Some days are tougher
Some days are cool
We all recover
And make it through
I will live on
'Cause I got a sequel
I did do wrong
God took the evil
Before you all go expose me
I'll just expose by myself
I was a sinner who loved it
And didn't want nothing else
I was addicted to pornography
I was a slave for awhile
But God adopted me
Before you all go and judge me
I'll let God judge me Himself
I am a sinner who's covered
I'm covered by God Himself
I was addicted to a lot of things
I was a slave for awhile
But God now I see
I don't wanna go to church
On Sundays
Praising your name
Acting all saved
But on the weekdays
It's like another type of life
Or something
Acting ashamed
Ain't even pray
Don't wanna seek you
I don't wanna go to church
On Sundays
Praising your name
Acting all saved
But on the weekdays
It's like another type of life
Or something
Acting ashamed
Ain't even pray
Don't wanna seek you
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Saturday, Sunday, and again
He wants every day
And every day
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Saturday, Sunday, and again
He wants every day
And every day
Felt like a fake
You know much better
But somehow you can't
You can't get off of it
Seems there's no stopping it
You preach to others
Something you can't
Some days are sunny
Some days are blue
You feeling funny like deja vu
I say I'm a Christian
But man, I'm really tripping, bruh
I think I'm winning
But man, I'm just deceiving, bruh
I took so many L's
And I can't blame no one else
I feel like everybody's watching
And I'm about to get revealed
It's so much work to keep this life
And I don't think I got the fight
I think it's best to make it right
So God, hear my cry
I don't wanna go to church
On Sundays
Praising your name
Acting all saved
But on the weekdays
It's like another type of life
Or something
Acting ashamed
Ain't even pray
Don't wanna seek you
I don't wanna go to church
On Sundays
Praising your name
Acting all saved
But on the weekdays
It's like another type of life
Or something
Acting ashamed
Ain't even pray
Don't wanna seek you
I don't wanna live a hypocrite
I wanna live like Jesus did
I don't wanna live a double life
I wanna give up all the lies
Yeah, no more lies
No, no disguise
No, not this time
Yeah, I'm alright
Some days are tougher
Some days are cool
We all recover
And make it through
I will live on
'Cause I got a sequel
I did do wrong
God took the evil
Before you all go expose me
I'll just expose by myself
I was a sinner who loved it
And didn't want nothing else
I was addicted to pornography
I was a slave for awhile
But God adopted me
Before you all go and judge me
I'll let God judge me Himself
I am a sinner who's covered
I'm covered by God Himself
I was addicted to a lot of things
I was a slave for awhile
But God now I see
I don't wanna go to church
On Sundays
Praising your name
Acting all saved
But on the weekdays
It's like another type of life
Or something
Acting ashamed
Ain't even pray
Don't wanna seek you
I don't wanna go to church
On Sundays
Praising your name
Acting all saved
But on the weekdays
It's like another type of life
Or something
Acting ashamed
Ain't even pray
Don't wanna seek you
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Saturday, Sunday, and again
He wants every day
And every day
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Saturday, Sunday, and again
He wants every day
And every day
Credits
Writer(s): Efrain Salinas
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