Mercy The Walls Group

Thinking back to some Fridays where I was far out but you were in close
Turnt up my brain Friday and I could see your disappointment with my eyes closed
But I choked down another shot
Meanwhile a young man glocked
With some brown skin and some rough hair on the wrong end of a tough spot

I'm qualified and irregular
Understand they call me David in the street
Or maybe Peter, I'm uncertain, I just know I let the pressure get the best of me
The best of me He has yet to see cause of the fear I have of looking out of place
Distant like I'm on another planet and I know for certain He could see to space
I run away, I change my number often, turn my back but thankfully You never do
I fall and I fail
You always prevail
Honestly, that's why I'm looking up to You
I'm too messed up and too flawed
Too held down by these scars
Yo, I'll run to and from the sun for You but I may not make it that far
Oh no, no (oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
Oh no, no (oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
Oh no, no

Okay listen as of late man I've been going through it ooh
And my trust issues startin' to show, too
I'm cut deep but I hide it well
Lord but here right now I let you in the wound
Inside the room I can't feel your hands
I'm out of touch and I'm out of plans
Independence is my greatest trait, but talk it spiritually and it's my biggest cancer, it's deep (deep, deep, deep)