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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Arsenio Elliott Mobley
Songwriter
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
Writer(s): Arsenio Mobley
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