"And the light, the light can make everything feel beautiful. It can make it feel safe, so safe that, like, in the night, we spend all of our time running away from our truths. And then we meet someone who tells us, 'God will always love you, no matter what you do. The only thing that will never stop loving you is God.' And because of all of our darkness—which at night I still run from, which at night we all still run from, we get stuck chasing light. That's a Black Synagogue."
[Gospel Intro: Angel Haze]
"And God said that the meek shall inhabit the Earth! But there shall be masses, I said masses!, of bloodshed first! And that will open the floodgates of Heaven, and pour down upon us His blessings from the floor, to the ceiling, but only if you praise Him, I said praise Him, shall you receive His healing!"
[Hook x2: Angel Haze & Wynter Gordon] Save me from the pain I'm falling down Don't you hear me calling? I need you now Fill me 'til I'm whole with your holy light Give me sanction Can you bring me back to life?
[Verse 1: Angel Haze] I been running from the pain in my brain Got stains on my scene while I search for the real me Search for the real me, lost in the night Only talk to angels when I'm lost in a height I don't really wanna get lost in my mind So I pray until I feel I'm getting lost in the vibe Then I took the bottle up and I drink it to my what? Yep, drink it to my fucking soul's lost in my eyes But I don't really wanna drown no, 'cuz I'm not that trusting But I'ma keep coming 'round though, till I'm sure that I found something And when I tell you what it is, you better talk to God, remember No feelings, no thoughts allowed And if pain's a trapdoor then I need God And so send someone to come walk me out But don't think, don't talk about it Wait, don't sing, don't tell nobody Wait, don't drink, don't fail your body Wait, don't scream, no, fucking shout it See, these voices in my head are the fucking loudest So belligerent, so fucking rowdy And my tunnel vision's so fucking clouded And I don't really have a motherfucking outlet So, I talk to God, but I don't really know if He can hear me But you know Him well, and I think that you could bring Him near me So I keep praying, every word that I keep saying Every part of me that I needed shield from Every part of me that needs saving
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Angel Haze] None of this's real, when it calls you Thought I found you, now I'm lost too I've been listening to service sermons A lotta redefining, a lot of words reworded A lotta thoughts detected and thoughts suggested A lotta stuff that resonates with certain persons I've been searching for the truth but it's embedded in lies Read every single verse until I'm red in my eyes And God'll only hear you when you offering ties And protection is the truth But when the Devil's a lie But what am I to do when the Devil is I? And everything I touch seems to shrivel and die? My mama always said I was a rebel inside But now I'm looking for some peace and a benevolent I And how it feels to need that, some humbling pie And how long it will take when it comes from the sky Means I'll probably be waiting until I crumble and die And just wrestling with Satan while I'm struggling by So, I think, I talk about it Wait, I drink, I tell somebody Wait, I sink, I fail my body Wait, I scream, I'm fucking shouting Cause these voices in my head are the fucking loudest So belligerent, so fucking rowdy And my tunnel vision's so fucking clouded And I don't really have a motherfucking outlet So, I talk to God, but I don't really know if He can hear me And you know him well, and I think that you could bring him near me So I keep praying, everything that I keep saying Every part of me that I needed shield from Every part of me that needs saving
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Angel Haze] Did he die on the cross for this? Do you have any fucking proof? Everything here is man-made And I'm just searching for some fucking truth Cause everything they ever told me not to do Has always made me question what freedom is Why listen to the words when they not from you? And why feel judged when I freely live? Now I know what the fucking root of evil is And why peace is dead, but evil lives Everybody thinking they can talk to you And what they believe in they hearts are true Now they feel that they had the right to persecute Judge, doom to hell and come first to you Now I don't really know who wrote the Bible But nothing under the sun goes unrecycled Take every shot you have with a fucking rifle Cause you rarely ever get a chance for revival So, just think, just talk about it Wait, just think, just tell somebody Wait, don't blink, don't fail your body Wait, just scream, just fucking shout it So the voices in your head fall abruptly silent And the blood in your veins flows rough and violent And you see everything with your lifted eyelids And every burden you carry is eventually lighted And you talk to God, even when you ain't sure he hears you And you give it to Him, tell Him, He can keep the pain and fears too And you keep praying, only now you don't repeat sayings Cuz you know when you let it go, then you receive Satan
[Outro: Angel Haze]
"How many people here look for Jesus to solve their problems? Lots of people. And how many of those people are fixed? None of them know fucking about shit, they're all fucking fucked up. Anything to help you escape. It takes it, it takes something to just say, 'Fuck it! This is reality, I'm gonna deal with it!' But do we ever really deal with it? Deal with it, stop running, stop trying to find these substitutes? Stop trying to find Jesus in strangers, and Jesus in church, and God, and find God in yourself. Powerful thing, yeah?"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
