Heavy Soul

Oh my soul I don't deceive The blue I see The needs I have Oh my soul I don't deceive The needs I have The blue I see Scythes and sifters Psychs and drifters Pretty penny lifters The farms and the pots They don't want you thinking They numbing our thoughts Intoxicating the people Elating in evil I pray for the people, I pray for myself Cuz they are your equal Yeah they are your wealth What about God's true temple What about yourself Oh my soul I don't deceive The blue I see The needs I have Oh my soul I don't deceive The needs I have The blue I see We all live in a bubble Behind the scythes and the rubble This life is a struggle, and we all still suffer There's joy in the sun There's beauty in the subtle There's darkness in the shallows And there's moonlight in the puddles You are not alone, you are not in the rubble Your life is a gift Your life is more precious than they'll ever tell you So don't let them sell you Your life is the message So don't let them sell your soul Don't let them sell your soul