John 16 Verses Video (MV)

You grace that holy text, and it won't change a thing
The pages only worth what you're within
I know connivers that have John 16 verses in bios
My dad's a felon, yet he's one of my idols, omit reciting
White flag the pastor, out from hiding
I cannot eye to eye with many, find the trait so mighty
Not much worth the fight, let's deep the distance, hyphen
I come from old cars, with rusty linings
So down falls that empty chalice
Everything I am is how I planned it
Feel strong through your beliefs, your opinions don't need text to shroud in
Eau de Perfume sprayed, it's like a fountain
Take that doubt and oust it
Represent your last name, my legacy the loudest
I let that sage burn, the smoke graced my ceiling
No matter, I won't let my past arbit my zenith
The pollen clogs my sinus every season, yet I'm breathing
And they still John 16-ing, I can't believe it
And I don't want to grow
I'm scared of death, I veered backwards like a palindrome
Find them protective measures, convince yourself they work
The clock is adamant, you felt the change was palpable
She recited John 16 from the very peaks of alps
Her fear is pacified by faith, that emotion mounted
I seek the same fate, strength, and traits in which she touts
To take the swing with a full count and two outs
I ran my fingers through the sand, the dirt, the soil
With every passing grain my body growing older
Ah, sun rays weigh heavy, they erode my shoulders
I muttered prayers, keep the fortune flowing
I was staunch in my nihilism
I met a couple girls who found their breath through organized religion
At odds, they and I lay, pitted
Why wallow in self pity, the delusion of a purpose gave them vision
This optimism plastered on them, ridden
We graced the mountain top, similar rhythm
The difference is maybe we're not so different
They achieved their satisfaction, we had same conditions
Feeling sorry for yourself, please collapse this prison
I ran my fingers through the, no, I kicked the rocks too long
My previous music served to release everything that I had bottled
This liquid made a mess, it's been a year, I haven't left that pool
I've been missing golden years writing depressing songs
That clock will never stop, ticks emit, precise pace
That confident mirage crumbles when you reach the driveway
I do not want to grow old, yet eroding are the keepsakes
Either chew the clock or create a world worth leaving
I ran my fingers through the sand, the dirt, the soil
With every passing grain my body growing older
Ah, sun rays weigh heavy, they erode my shoulders
I muttered prayers, keep the fortune flowing, keep the-
I ran my fingers through the sand, the dirt, the soil
With every passing grain my body growing older
Ah, sun rays weigh heavy, they erode my shoulders
I muttered prayers, keep the fortune flowing, keep the fortune flowing