Trip Lee - Show's Over lyrics

This is the end of my show, this is the end I know I can't perform no more (eh eh) Can't fight this war no more (eh eh) I can't endure no more, all ashamed and pain I'm feelin strained and can't go on this tour no more I'm so tired of this tight rope walk Homie I might go psycho my life's strung off Eh it's the rest for my soul can this mic go off I ain't steppin on the stage tonight, shows off This is the end of my show, this is the end I know I know these chains had me trapped for a while Don't know when I last relaxed with a smile I need a Saviour ta crack through the clouds Shows over gotta turn my back to the crowd I know these chains had me trapped for a while Don't know when I last relaxed with a smile I need a Saviour ta crack through the clouds Shows over gotta turn my back to the crowd I can't perform no more (eh eh) Can't run this course no more (eh eh) I been tryna keep up this image to let em see that I'm different I'm slippin and this is stuff that I can't ignore no more (they trippin) Can't let these tears hit the floor no more (they trippin) Because of fear I can't (afford?) no more Is it a lie what I've been, tryna hide all my sin 'n Imprisoned and can't no one open the door no more Tired of tryna be righteous, got my world dark Like somebody hit the light switch, I don't know where to start Cause I really don't like this, its heavy on my heart (nah) Somebody get me out this crisis, my pain is off the chart (please) This is the end of my show, this is the end I know I know these chains had me trapped for a while Don't know when I last relaxed with a smile I need a Saviour ta crack through the clouds Shows over gotta turn my back to the crowd I know these chains had me trapped for a while Don't know when I last relaxed with a smile I need a Saviour ta crack through the clouds Shows over gotta turn my back to the crowd I can't perform no more (eh eh) Can't do these chores no more (eh eh) I'm feelin like I'm sick, it's silly so I quit That's it, I just can't try to please the Lord no more Cause really I'm sick of tryna make Him like me more (you feel me) Cause every day I got a fight in store I'm guilty so when I play I never like to score No good in me n I'm sick of my plight I'm poor They told me homie (whaa) the Christian life is better (word) But they said to be holy n perform for His pleasure But now I'm feelin torn cause the Lord is my treasure But I fall and feel scorned when I can't get it together But then something clicked, its crazy I ignored this But even when I slip, this ain't based on my performance Christ was equipped, ran a race with endurance When His flesh was hit, His righteousness was my a**urance (yea!) I know dem chains had me trapped for a while That's in my past, I relaxed in Him now Christ my Saviour He cracked through the clouds Did it perfect, listen to the claps from the crowd I know dem chains had me trapped for a while That's in my past, I relaxed in Him now Christ my Saviour He cracked through the clouds Did it perfect, listen to the claps from the crowd This is the end of my show, this is the end I know