Universal Letter
I said woah
All she ever wanna do is smoke
Thought you were the one and that's no joke
They say I sold my soul and now I'm woke
Have you ever rode in a boat
Telling me now how I should feel
Asking deep questions am I real
I don't buy my clothes for the appeal
Ask me yes this life can get surreal
Music like the ocean it's a wave
A universal letter with no page
Pop an edible and hit the stage
Let's just take it higher than the space
Looking to the sky I'm asking why
Give me one good reason why he died
You can see the future in my eyes
I can see the devil in disguise
Creeping in my world I see the lies
I don't need a pill to come alive
Smoking on the lows to match the highs
I wonder what would happen if I died
A universal letter to the sky
Angels cal my name I hear them cry
Looking at the old me like goodbye
I wonder what would happen if I died
I got questions
All of these questions
It's always got me stressing
It's got me
It's got me
Stressing
Looking down that barrel of that Wesson
Is there a point to life
Are we learning lessons
Reaching for an answer
But I never get the message
On my knee's praying
Why can't I feel the
Presence
I just wanna live in the present
I don't wanna have no depression
I just wanna know if there's a heaven
I talk about it all in my sessions
I was growing up in the seven
Got a lot of things that I'm pressing
Will somebody answer these questions
Stressing
Looking down that barrel of that Wesson
Is there a point to life
Are we learning lessons
Reaching for an answer
But I never get the message
On my knee's praying
Why can't I feel the
All she ever wanna do is smoke
Thought you were the one and that's no joke
They say I sold my soul and now I'm woke
Have you ever rode in a boat
Telling me now how I should feel
Asking deep questions am I real
I don't buy my clothes for the appeal
Ask me yes this life can get surreal
Music like the ocean it's a wave
A universal letter with no page
Pop an edible and hit the stage
Let's just take it higher than the space
Looking to the sky I'm asking why
Give me one good reason why he died
You can see the future in my eyes
I can see the devil in disguise
Creeping in my world I see the lies
I don't need a pill to come alive
Smoking on the lows to match the highs
I wonder what would happen if I died
A universal letter to the sky
Angels cal my name I hear them cry
Looking at the old me like goodbye
I wonder what would happen if I died
I got questions
All of these questions
It's always got me stressing
It's got me
It's got me
Stressing
Looking down that barrel of that Wesson
Is there a point to life
Are we learning lessons
Reaching for an answer
But I never get the message
On my knee's praying
Why can't I feel the
Presence
I just wanna live in the present
I don't wanna have no depression
I just wanna know if there's a heaven
I talk about it all in my sessions
I was growing up in the seven
Got a lot of things that I'm pressing
Will somebody answer these questions
Stressing
Looking down that barrel of that Wesson
Is there a point to life
Are we learning lessons
Reaching for an answer
But I never get the message
On my knee's praying
Why can't I feel the
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Writer(s): Julian Henning
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