You're calling me to lay aside the worries of my day To quiet down my busy mind and find a hiding place Worthy, You are worthy I open up my heart and
Remember your innocense set fire to December I'm giving away you but now it supports for you to serve, Oh yes to serve Its all over, we've all wondered
Yeah I want to destroy everything I know, I want to start again from scratch I've done so many things that I regret but I don't feel guilty and I
Don't look now, don't look now, don't look now, he's hiding in the shadows With his little book, with his little book, with his little book, he's hiding
This could be my testimony Checking in, matrimony I don't owe you negatory, nothing On the dark nights when the windows fail Got no escape from suburban
My C.V. reads a long list of mistakes and regrets Bad decisions, aftermaths and unmade beds I've plastered over cracks and tried to mend what I can
Drink more wine then break a leg Don't call me early 'cos I'm not done yet Gotta take my faith and stained control Gotta take my feelings that can
Yesterdays child is not in control Not down with the rock Not down with the roll Go, go, go on my scrawny white attack All the kids are right All
Well, you checked me in (yeah, yeah) So you could check me out (yeah, yeah) Well, I feel alright (yeah, yeah) So you worked me up (yeah, yeah)
It's like somebody died in here, it's like somebody died in here The room is full of nervous laughter, the room is full of awkward glances It's like
Let's pull over at the side of the road We need to take a break before our heads explode Keep down the laughter, keep down the speed Try to avoid being
Mmm, tidy it up Fuck you, man, if you don't feel alright Fuck you, man, if you don't feel OK Cos I'm wired to the moon, stapled to the sky, happy
I think we met her downtown, nice people, nice place A peculiar lady, with a peculiar face She says she's got some friends, they're gonna help her out
Gentlemen, start your axes It was winter, it was cold I was bent double at the end of the road I was lost in a world of my own Pissing my suicide
[Intro:] A yo man let that beat drop on em Yea, oh you know I'm liking that right there Wats good yall It's yo boy Lecrae Some call me crezy I'm here
Well theres nothing more to add before I leave. This thing of ours is dead but don't you grieve. Is it me or are they younger every night? Just because
As you crawl on all fours, A dirty mouth licks clean the floor, You were lighting them up and stomping them out, That little black book is full of the