the flood

Yea Man, it's a flood of thoughts in my head, million questions, no answers There's a million thoughts in my bed, I ain't got no room to think and I'm Deep and deeper in anxiety, don't drown me, cause I'm In the deep end weeping, I'm In the deep end where the pools about to turn into oceans floors That's where it's hard to turn in The deep get low the deeper you go I'm learning, I choose to leave em I choose to breathe in out, in out Discerning that life gets hard, especially when you fighting a tide that's screaming What if, what if that? Living rightly, what's the fun in that? Are you sure that's God that told you that? Don't you think that make ya Father mad? Turn ya Turn to fear, it'd make your Father glad Hear the lies, but where the truth in that I hear the lies, but where the truth in that Yea