Eximio - Pray Lyrics

Going through hell like
Hey, hey, hey
Just got a haircut, now who am I today
I hop up in the car to drive some miles away
I can't remember if it's Saturday or Sunday
Who should I talk to about my bad days (Woo)
My mind's driving me cray
Should I vent to the deejay
Just play my song while I drink, yeah
Or should I tell my stories to the preacher (Preacher)
Or maybe I just won't do either
And let the choir sing
Yeah, I'll let the choir sing, yeah
I need help, a whole lot of help
I'm so to myself
Can't tell
But I just might be going through hell
I need help, a whole lot of help
I'm so to myself
Can't tell
But I just might be going through hell, like
I just keep losing myself
I just keep losing my way
Can't keep popping shots when I'm trying to talk to You
Yeah, I just need to pray
Yeah, I just need to pray
Yeah, I just need to pray