I've been searching for purpose, feeling worthless, feeling under pressure on the surface Nervous about how God will judge me from all these verses Will he love me at the end of it all, or deem me worthless Lord, I understand that people take advantage for the wrong things And take you for granted on the right

I feel that, but for different reasons like People don't really notice when you broken This the only way I'm coping to focus Because nowadays I'm either drowning or choking Feeling misplaced and misspoken Chasing dreams, but hopeless But I know it's possible against astronomical odds I won't let the devil win, I'll make sure he's lost I'll make sure these lessons I learned will be taught, will be taught

Yeah, yeah, will be taught, yeah, yeah