Psalm 151
• Written by ribs
ribs's Notes
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Lord forgive me, this might be blasphemy
but I gotta couple questions that need some asking
I'm scared to write this, incite Your might
cuz I gotta lotta fright when it comes to the light.
Even Heaven is a fear that I hold
it's a timeless time where God can look into my soul.
So I run from it, got me sickened to my stomach.
Got me thinkin' how I'm supposed to be in love with it.
It ain't there, it ain't real to me.
Reality without i is just realty, listen
I'm scared of God, and God can chime in
Now's a good time to shine in, when I'm rhymin
Send Your face, send Your holy light
pull me from this life, and then hold me tight
But that ain't how it works though, is it Lord?
That ain't what you made Your Earthly visit for.
Not so I could lie down with life in my town
Gettin high, rollin blunts with a White Owl
The herb is perfect but the hurt ain't worth it
I yearn for purpose but it sure ain't workin
I gotta open up on this pen and scratch pad
No scratch that, I'll keep it bottled up like a flask cap
in a flashback, when I take my last gasp
all the half-assed questions I should have asked
will be flooding me, overflow and cover me
Where is God? I'll probably die wondering
So I'm carrying this weight on my shoulders
heavy as a boulder, waitin til it's over
Hopin it'll crush me, it's always above me
If I tell you that I'm fine then I'm lyin, trust me
Call this song the Psalm, 151
in the Bible there's just 150 ones
So I added on, tried to make an average song
that didn't babble on like the day they built Babylon
Tried to throw a little flow in my throat
when I wrote and composed I just hope that I don't choke
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