Flaire - Children of the Corn lyrics

Children of the Corn First Verse: Saturday night fever, I'm under the club lights And they flashing too fast to keep up She flashing her titties way too fast to keep her You say don't let you go, no mamma mia I've been out late, I been on mine I been on one, never on time For anything other than the after party A couple b**hes here I'm trying to put on Maury You see I get lost in the haze when I used to find love in the grey Now that I found it, I don't want it, I'm just trying to find a way to escape We all wanna touch the sky I pray before the day you die, you don't be a… Hook: Lost one, lost one, lost one I know We are, we are, we all lost souls And they gon follow This world, this world so sleepy hollow Bridge: Flaire Lord knows I try Lord knows Second Verse: The art of pressure became my frame of mind I paint a picture that only show you its fine Ooo what a feeling for a masquerade Real n***as, bad b**hes yeah we all fade White collar, green dollar yeah we play it safe Safe enough to never ever say we did Plan b the only place you ever play ya chips But to never play ya card is still the greatest sin I pray hell hath no fury Lord willin', I balance like Malice Or worst case, reverse Mase And put that drug money on the church plate They don't gotta follow the pulpit I just don't want the kids falling for the bullsh** And end up, end up… Hook: Lost one, lost one, lost one I know We are, we are, we all lost souls And they gon follow This world, this world so sleepy hollow Bridge 2: LOST WAYS NEW DAYS NEW SLAVES YES WE IS SAVE THE KIDS [Prayer Outro:] Dear Heavenly Father I need refuge from where I am Refuge from myself These grey skies I wanted my whole life have me lost I don't love like I used to Or at all to be honest And it's not that I've changed I think this has always been in me But for some reason I let it take over Consuming my every move Worried to the point where I can fit every mold But I realized in this life there is no right or wrong It's whether or not you can deal with the consequences But as he sips another old English and she opens her legs wider I stopped asking myself Who exactly are they trying to be? Instead, I started asking myself "what exactly are they trying to find?" And I do believe joy is our common thread But it's how we define happiness that tears us apart and Even worse, not knowing my own happiness tears me apart All I know is that it's not here. It's not in this grey In Matthew 7:13 you told me to be my own n***a So I know my crazy is just a product of their ignorance But I still cry to you to bring me nowhere near here again In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit In Jesus' name I pray Amen