Wake up

I pray out my lungs, I may speak in tongues But I'm afraid it's done in vain without you in my veins I used to want everything, I used to want it all Sky, sea and many other things I tried to rule But if I don't have you If I don't have you it means nothing, nothing If I don't have you If I don't have you, it means nothing nothing You have been asleep, you should be on the streets You should be healing wounds, you need to wake up soon Cause without you I'm like the gun of a pacifist Like apathy to an activist So useless If I don't show you If I don't show you it means nothing, nothing And If I don't show you If I don't show you everything means nothing I wish that war was nothing more Than in the middle of award But yo chale it's so much more It's filling up hospital wards It's real, looking at Palestine and Israel War's bill, see we need the kind of love that is real But it will not be found by NASA up on Neptune I no go find you in my neptune My money may buy me Armani and the best tomb But truth is it can't even buy Heaven's restroom But check it I believe in Jesus and don't believe he was white Don't even care if he was black, I just believe that he was right That you, love, are the only answer Sometimes I wish that you'd learn a couple of things from cancer And spread without control Standing on this lyrical podium I've caused some lyrical pandemonium I apologise to my physical audience, but more begins Cause she is open, broken, bruising, bleeding, losing Needing, healing, from the pain she's feeling There's other people hungry, dying, crying their ocean's drying They're trying to look for hope Rope to pull them up to help them cope With others looking for rope for different reasons Like this little boy about to stop his heart from beating Nobody else is home, he already checked Before he tied the rope tight right around his neck Been bullied into desperation now he hates his present And just looking to escape from his bubble like effervescence And says a prayer to the only elohim, thinking only Him Can forgive him for this sin, the rope that he is in Is his reaction to prolactin in his tears And his fears have him forced into wishing his death was near But the funny thing is, death doesn't even hurt the dead It hurts the people that the dead leave behind instead So Love, for their sake, wake up! They need you, you're already late, no time for make-up I'm sounding this alarm, I'm pushing off your covers For fathers, mothers, sisters, brothers And whoever needs your cover Love, wake up