Passion

All this album is Is introspection and self-reflection And celebration of the gifts I receive from the king of kings Furthermore, these are some laments Of dark times and heavy struggle I try to share my teenage wisdom And other wisdom that bursts my bubble I wonder if one day I'll get famous enough To lose my voice Just from looking at the top ten, it seems like I'll Have no choice Wonder if my goal is really just to blow Would it come down to it? Would I have to sell my soul? Not just changing up the music but change everything I do Be a puppet of the corporations, just an industry tool Currently, I deal with loss musically But that's not too easily Spun around to go make profits selfishly Oh man Why do I say these things? Why do I pray these things? Think I can change these things? The people that made these things They're people like you and me So how can we judge these things? We guilty of the very same things, yeah We deal with loss in so many different ways All of them wrong, if we're being frank So if these fail, then who do we call? I call Jehovah when I fall