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Testo No More Praying, - 350

Testo della canzone No More Praying, (350), tratta dall'album No More Praying, - Single

So sorry
Lately I been trippin', I been stuck in a rut
Momma taught me better than to follow the rush
Hold myself together 'cause there's nothing to run from
Oh, so sorry
Yeah, I been on a roll each morning
Living in a hole gets lonely
Yeah, livin' on my own gets boring
Yeah, beggin' for the roller coaster ends
I'm askin' for a moment, just to spare
Alone, I'm on the phone until I can't no more
I got no one here to depend
It's an older game
None remain, it's the only thing
Y'all complain about everything
I got problems of any amount
Seven days of work, momma made me count
Huffin' and puffin' and smokin' the medicine
It's deeper and worser than penicillin
Don't got a problem wit' thinkin' I've been a vet'
Ain't turn it off for a minute
Don't got a benefit to it
I've been in the ruins
I feel all alone, it ain't true
Thinkin', again, I'll get through it
I know I got You in this, ain't really proof that I knew
Yeah, walkin' in faith that I'm healed from the brain
No more praying, it's an action
Ain't 'boutta play your fashion, yeah
Walking in faith that I won't be the same
No more praying, it's an action
No more praying, it's a passion
Yeah
So sorry
Lately I been trippin', I been stuck in a rut
Momma taught me better than to follow the rush
Hold myself together 'cause there's nothing to run from
Oh, so sorry
Yeah, I been on a roll each morning
Living in a hole gets lonely
Yeah, livin' on my own gets boring
Livin' on borrowed time
Livin' on borrowed faith
I got more to do, I got more to say
I got people to pray for, people to sing to
Years pass and there's fam passin'
Trade love for a bad passion
Trade love for a bad caption
And guilt hurtin' when I see a casket
No anger, there's no lashin' out
More shows, there's more cashin' out
Can't see you, I might need glasses
Now I'm gettin' older, I feelin' like passin' out
'Cause time goin' so, so fast
I left people in the past, I feel evil with the bag, yeah
Yeah, walkin' in faith that I'm healed from the brain
No more praying, it's an action
Ain't 'boutta play your fashion, yeah
Walking in faith that I won't be the same
No more praying, it's an action
No more praying, it's a passion
Yeah
So sorry
Lately I been trippin', I been stuck in a rut
Momma taught me better than to follow the rush
Hold myself together 'cause there's nothing to run from
Oh, so sorry
Yeah, I been on a roll each morning
Living in a hole gets lonely
Yeah, livin' on my own gets boring



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Writer(s): Michael Torres
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