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Arsenio Elliott Mobley
Arsenio Elliott Mobley
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Lewis Cullen
Lewis Cullen
Songwriter

Lyrics

I read the Bible Was looking for answers For pain and destruction Corruption and Cancer And all I could see from page to page Is try to stay perfect day to day I fall to my knees I scream and pray I'm like the nail to the hammer Cuz saint peter lied to me Just tell the truth What I'm seeking seems blind to me I'm just looking for proof And there's something inside of me I just can't let it loose And I can't control what's hurting my soul I'm reaching for you (But) I see no way Left with no place I've got no faith Who can blame me Left with no space I'll be ok Cause there's no Saints Here to save me And I studied Buddha Learned patience from Ghandi Just to learn that the shootas Bring chaos around me Since I'm only human then who can I save If it be your will they hurt and they kill How is this your way Cuz saint peter lied to me Just tell the truth What I'm seeking seems blind to me I'm just looking for proof And there's something inside of me I just can't let it loose And I can't control what's hurting my soul I'm reaching for you (But) I see no way Left with no place I've got no faith Who can blame me Left with no space I'll be ok Cause there's no Saints Here to save me Gawd And I'm not saying I'm the perfect person The world is so against us it can probably work your nerves then Make you nervous till they put you on a pill And kill the feel then they hit you with a bill then you find out it gets real When the Greedy take the pot you had to piss in Not to mention when you're poor and no one listens Now they throw you in a prison, use the system and they claiming that's it your fault You at your wits end now you thinking that it's no God Cuz how could he see us suffer, neglecting to keep us covered Cuz that's how the words go I read that whole verse though So make it make sense please I'm down on my skinned knees And what do I tithe for if you leave me to die poor Cuz evil is winning I'm tryna get to a tied score And I Just want to eat and I don't care bout a Tom Ford Or Gucci or whoever you giving them millions that's keeping us down They're the few we the many, wear the crown I see no way Left with no place I've got no faith Who can blame me Left with no space I'll be ok Cause there's no Saints Here to save me
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