Witt Lowry - To Whom It May Concern lyrics

To whom it may concern, this is the realest note I ever wrote Sittin' in my room All I got left to my name are some scribbles on a page I've been losing track of days, is it Monday? Sunday? Well, one day I hope they label me as the greatest And this right here is built on blood, sweat, and dried tears You see I've been searching through my soul, while I battle through fears I wipe my eyes from the tears, now my vision is clear If y'all been looking for a savior, your savior is here