Dying Love

This that dying love Oh I know I gotta die to love Oh, oh, oh So I'ma pick my cross up, love Love Love Love Love Love Yeah, I'ma pick my cross up, love Love Gotta stay See them stray Oh, yeah I might catch a stray Oh, fighting demons everyday Yeah Drop on my knees Turn up the beat I'm boutta spaz, so just turn up the beat None of you demons is messin' with me I'll pray in the Spirit, then you gotta leave (huh what) Spirits are moving No more fighting flesh and blood I'ma just walk Living in Heavenly places I'm spending more time with my Father We sit down and talk Stuck in a glass Feel like I'm stuck in the past Lord, help me get through this class Depression wants you inside, but a man is meant to be outside That's facts Now I can't sit still My inner child doesn't want to relax This that dying love Oh, oh I know I gotta die to love Oh, oh, oh So I'ma pick my cross up, love Love Love Love Love Love Yeah, I'ma pick my cross up, love Love Gotta die to love It's a choice Death equals life Don't stress it bro Just love thy neighbor as thyself Die today