To Taste The Divine
Take off my skin
Cover me in yours
If you think I'd be better than I was before
Don't cry, don't cry
I feel your sweaty palms as you grip up on my arms
Alright, alright
No, I'm not afraid to die
Just look 'em in the eye
Sometimes I wanted a goodnight
Sometimes I wanted a goodbye
Jesus could turn water to wine
But I still never could turn right
What are the words for me?
Tell me the things you see
Don't like complacency
Not just that nigga from overseas
Don't know when I'm leaving
Thought so much about it, I can feel it
Hallucinations reeling
Laying in the hospital bed bleeding
Oh, what is real?
Thought that we could make this place an Eden
Check the time, open up your mind
Get a taste of the divine
Take off my skin
Cover me in yours
If you think I'd be better than I was before
Don't cry, don't cry
I feel your sweaty palms as you grip up on my arms
Alright, alright
No, I'm not afraid to die
Just look 'em in the eye
Take off my skin
Cover me in yours
If you think I'd be better than I was before
Don't cry, don't cry
I feel your sweaty palms as you grip up on my arms
Alright, alright
No, I'm not afraid to die
Just look 'em in the eye
Cover me in yours
If you think I'd be better than I was before
Don't cry, don't cry
I feel your sweaty palms as you grip up on my arms
Alright, alright
No, I'm not afraid to die
Just look 'em in the eye
Sometimes I wanted a goodnight
Sometimes I wanted a goodbye
Jesus could turn water to wine
But I still never could turn right
What are the words for me?
Tell me the things you see
Don't like complacency
Not just that nigga from overseas
Don't know when I'm leaving
Thought so much about it, I can feel it
Hallucinations reeling
Laying in the hospital bed bleeding
Oh, what is real?
Thought that we could make this place an Eden
Check the time, open up your mind
Get a taste of the divine
Take off my skin
Cover me in yours
If you think I'd be better than I was before
Don't cry, don't cry
I feel your sweaty palms as you grip up on my arms
Alright, alright
No, I'm not afraid to die
Just look 'em in the eye
Take off my skin
Cover me in yours
If you think I'd be better than I was before
Don't cry, don't cry
I feel your sweaty palms as you grip up on my arms
Alright, alright
No, I'm not afraid to die
Just look 'em in the eye
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Writer(s): Mon Rovîa
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