Preacher Man

Momma better go and call the preacher man
I'm sitting here alone, I don't wanna wake up again
I'm sorry yea I tried to make a plan
But I fall and I fall and I can't get up again
I said momma better go and call the preacher man
The clock keeps ticking and it won't wind up again
I don't think that I can face another day
Paralyzed in disguise with my pain at a ten

My body is broken and so is my mind
I'm crying for someone to give me sign
While i sit and wait, life just passes by
When I try and engage, it just throws me aside
Growing up people said I had so much potential
That could have my dreams and life would be simple
But all I want is a bullet to the temple
I throw away these thoughts, they come back like a pimple
They say "Zayne, I don't want to hear this shit"
Well fuck you, I'm the one who's gotta live through it
Everybody say that they care, 'til they don't
Say you'll go to the end of the world, but you won't

Momma better go and call the preacher man
I'm sitting here alone, I don't wanna wake up again
I'm sorry yea I tried to make a plan
But I fall and I fall and I can't get up again
I said momma better go and call the preacher man
The clock keeps ticking and it won't wind up again
I don't think that I can face another day
Paralyzed in disguise, with my pain at a ten

I remembered your face, I ain't wanna know your name
When I look into the mirror, there ain't a smile that I can feign
Man I wish that I was sane, I wish depression never came
I wish that I could restart, but life ain't no game
Man this shit it got me stressing
Yea I think I learned my lesson
Got me separated like I'm in middle of confession
I just want to love, but I hate myself
I can't give whatI can't give myself
I cry for help like no one else
I cannot drown I'm like Michael Phelps
I just wanna be held with no penalty
I don't what do with the cards I was dealt

Momma better and call the preacher man
I'm sitting here alone I don't wanna wake up again
I'm sorry, yea I tried to make a plan
But I fall and I fall and I can't get up again
I said momma better go and call the preacher man
The clock keeps ticking and it won't wind up again
I don't think that I can face another day
Paralyzed in disguise with my pain at a ten