CHM

I was lost I used to believe 'em Morning fever If I live like a child I could never raise one Much less seek Christ the redeemer I used to see a light in her eyes Warmth in her smile But distance makes love a hopeless desire What the devil devours "Bidenomics" The house will never be ours My family name Dirt or a number? Keep me away from radio towers I'm not in no industry They don't want me and I want nothing My movement's more like a ministry Art, humanity, soul and Demna That's God and Balenci' I'm Pablo A humble boy of little faith I'll ask God in a leap of faith How much longer will I carry weight? Is there a song that you're proud I made? Do you hear every word I say? When every listener hears it differently Who here knows what'll become of me? I play dice in front of a mirror I pay debts to my Caesar Mullet boy jeans with the pandas Like unique rides in a Honda I play dead with the leaders New York, New York Are you shining for me? I used to find rest in sunny days Now friends stare don't alleviate They drink forget the days I work and hate to sleep One of these nights will bury me I awake forget the dream What did I ever do to push her away? Brown eyes, telepathy My heart's filled with empathy My eyes are in disbelief My right hand belittles me It's not that I miss who I was I've missed opportunities God bless the angel that's guiding me Blessed energies