All this album is
Is introspection and self-reflection
And celebration of the gifts
I receive from the king of kings
Furthermore, these are some laments
Of dark times and heavy struggle
I try to share my teenage wisdom
And other wisdom that bursts my bubble
I wonder if one day I'll get famous enough
To lose my voice
Just from looking at the top ten, it seems like I'll
Have no choice
Wonder if my goal is really just to blow
Would it come down to it? Would I have to sell my soul?
Not just changing up the music but change everything I do
Be a puppet of the corporations, just an industry tool
Currently, I deal with loss musically
But that's not too easily
Spun around to go make profits selfishly
Oh man
Why do I say these things?
Why do I pray these things?
Think I can change these things?
The people that made these things
They're people like you and me
So how can we judge these things?
We guilty of the very same things, yeah
We deal with loss in so many different ways
All of them wrong, if we're being frank
So if these fail, then who do we call?
I call Jehovah when I fall