Concussion

Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na
LambCulture
Ryan Hylton

Somebody haffi' call the doctor
While the wars gets a little darker
People hustling fighting
How the young keep dying?
My mind get a little hazy (hazy)
And life get a little crazy (crazy)
Everything not everything when you're not everything (nah)
Just looking for a little Jesus you're my everything yeah
I have a concussion
No need for discussion
I need you with passion
Too many distractions
Take over the old me (take over the old me)
Without you life is lonely (without you life is lonely)
Just wanna' live my life holy
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Concussion, concussion
I'm broken, I'm broken
Concussion, concussion
I'm broken, I'm broken

I'm broken but Lord you chose me (yah)
I remember being down and out the old me (yah)
I was looking very far from grace the nosebleeds
I can never see my life without you oh me (okay)
When I say it I do it, put it in action (hey)
How you walking in darkness with no direction? (hey)
Don't conform to the world it's a distraction
Don't know where I'd be without the resurrection
Ohh, ohh
Life gets tough it's true (yea-yeah)
But I have to keep it moving (na-na-ne-na)
Have to keep the things I'm doing, you
Let's have a discussion (discussion)
I wanna see your grace it's a passion (passion)
You get what put in no Russian (yeh-yeh)
And Lord I'm broken concussion

Concussion, concussion
I'm broken, I'm broken
Concussion, concussion
I'm broken, I'm broken
Concussion, concussion
I'm broken, I'm broken
Concussion, concussion
I'm broken, I'm broken



Credits
Writer(s): Ruben Scarlett
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