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Praying

 

Praying


Yeah, lately I've been
Yelling up at the sky like, "What is my purpose?"
Forgive me, every day I'm reminded, I'm far from perfect
My hurt, it can drown my tears and my eyelids, they feel like curtains
I'm holding them by a string, all they care is if I'm still working
And lately I feel ashamed to feel pain, I keep to myself
I'm too raw for your label, too real to fit on your shelf
And I know that there's more to life than to dwell on my fucking self
But I share it for when you feel like there's nobody there to help
But I hope

I hope you're somewhere praying, praying
I hope you're somewhere praying, praying
I hope you're somewhere praying, praying
Maybe I should spend more time praying, praying

Lately I've been
Yelling up at the sky like, "What is my purpose?"
It's hard to find the time for you now that I'm always working
It's beautiful, yet scary how love can be so uncertain
I'm trying to just be better, I promise I'm always learning
Forgive me for making promises I knew I couldn't keep
Forgive you for the hate you would spill at times when you'd speak
Forgive me for not praying as often before I sleep
Forgive you, not for you—but forgiving you, now for me
See, my soul is all I have, do they even care when I spill it?
That void inside your heart, see, your Instagram—it won't fill it
When I cross your fucking mind are you fine or do you still feel it?
They told me that time can heal, but it's me who I need to heal it, now I

I hope you're somewhere praying, praying
I hope you're somewhere praying, praying
I hope you're somewhere praying, praying
Maybe I should spend more time praying, praying

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