INTRO-- Dear heavenly father.. I come before you now (piano fades in).. as humble as I know how.. and I.. I just want to ask for forgiveness.. forgiveness for all of my past sins and the sins I have yet to commit, man I.. I just need all tha help I can get right now, and I.. juss ask one simple question... "Who Prays for Me?"
VERSE ONE-- My father died in '97, ascended riqht to heaven, resting in peace, lays his body but his soul isn't present, every since I was eleven, i've had some suicidal thoughts present, holding in my feelings probably caused most of my dying essence. Reference to idols, procrastinating God's arrival. Doing anything for survival in this crooked cycle.. in which we call 'Life'. But im just trying to live it. I go through many fights and struggles, life might as well be prison, sinning became a habbit, livin so angry and mad at everybody for no apparent reason, sad at a glance of my momma, she could rinse all tha drama away.. Im concerned and dreading the day my moms will pa** away, evaluate my life of pain. Consumed by "worldy things" im never safe, in fear I ask the Lord will I see an early grave.. Im worried Josh.. Is what you keep saying.. But if you're worrying, then who the hells prayin?!!
HOOK--Who prays for me?
Who prays for me?
Who prays for me?
Who prays for me?
VERSE TWO-- My troubles result in violence, But I scream out in silence, violent memories arriving, releasing stress through my writings, every since i've been rising as a youth, I never told the truth, it seemed like lying was the new, style, it gave my momma proof that she couldn't trust her youngest child, sneaking after school I fell in love with this 'thug lifestyle' and I knew.. That life wasn't promised tomorrow, going everyday in sorrow, because I didn't have no footsteps to follow, tomorrow there's a brighter day is what they always say, while insanity creep into my brain, what's my fate? and when I cease to exist, just know this.. Heaven wasn't my main focus, it was bogus money, that left me detoured and lonely, hopeless and outspoken, all my homies turned into phonies, im broken by pain and betrayal, hopin im not the only.. One whos feeling this anger, sinking while sins an anchor, im lost. Whats the cost, of my life? help me fight, tip-toeing into the dangerous thoughts and vibes of my mind.. To God im only a stranger deprived of time.. Who Prays for Me?
HOOK-- Who prays for me?
Who prays for me?
Who prays for me?
Who prays for me?
OUTRO-- If I dont wake up tomorrow
Will I die alone and scared?
Life is full of pain and sorrow
Often wonder if God cares
Yhu dont have to be there when I
Need you, as long as you can say
That through all mah pain and
Struggles, you dont hesitate to
Pray..
(piano fades out)