I loved myself today
Because I was beautiful
So I held my head high
And tried to forget the meaningful
But a tear came to my eye as I cried out to God
What's so wrong with me?
When did I become so blind that I couldn't see?
How did I lose myself in this sea of artificial waves
The haze is becoming unbearable
Because I was beautiful
So I held my head high
And tried to forget the meaningful
But a tear came to my eye as I cried out to God
What's so wrong with me?
When did I become so blind that I couldn't see?
How did I lose myself in this sea of artificial waves
The haze is becoming unbearable
Stuck in constant predicaments
So I know, this ain't heaven sent
Mama said that God doesn't do confusion
Or create illusions
Like the enemy chooses
Deuces, peace is all I want more
Than the terror that lures at my door
So I know, this ain't heaven sent
Mama said that God doesn't do confusion
Or create illusions
Like the enemy chooses
Deuces, peace is all I want more
Than the terror that lures at my door
Dear God, hello it's me, God
I know it's been a few years
Of fear cutting off my bloodline to you
My vines have withered, my leaves fell of
Now I'm as dry and as naked as an unused cloth
I know it's been a few years
Of fear cutting off my bloodline to you
My vines have withered, my leaves fell of
Now I'm as dry and as naked as an unused cloth
Sin took me on a hella of ride
But I grew weary of it, cautious of the tide that used to once embrace me
Sooo now I'm ultra embarrassed
I don't know where to hide
How do I return to you when I cheated with him?
Why would you ever take my in?
Is it true that your love in unconditional?
Cos...I'm slightly cynical, of those claims
But I grew weary of it, cautious of the tide that used to once embrace me
Sooo now I'm ultra embarrassed
I don't know where to hide
How do I return to you when I cheated with him?
Why would you ever take my in?
Is it true that your love in unconditional?
Cos...I'm slightly cynical, of those claims
It's incomprehensible that a quintessential deity
Would ever lay down his life
Just for me
Would ever lay down his life
Just for me
But the more I think about it, the more I guess I understand
It's like when your parents used to hold your hand when crossing the road
Cos the thought of losing you to a bus or a truck was all to much
Or when your bestie always had your back
She never wanted you to slack
It's like when your parents used to hold your hand when crossing the road
Cos the thought of losing you to a bus or a truck was all to much
Or when your bestie always had your back
She never wanted you to slack
It's like
Love, but the purest form
From the one who made all the wonderful parts of me