Verse 1:

Had a Pastor pull the plug from my outlet

A light bulb full of passion, fusing strength for the cloud reps

Look out below

Here comes my crashing soul

The fall, it smashed my glow

The low irrational

For those never who’ve never flown

Above an average vision

Searched around for purpose cause his dad is missing

Damn the difference

Making up the pain is pretty cataclysmic

I covered every scar

My pride was rocked so hard

Mufasa holding on, what loyalty would push me off?

I harbored all of my feelings

Thought I was healing

I chalked it up to life because I’m a man

That’s how we deal with

Or taught to cope

Its copesthetic

Heart was cloaked and scoping like a loaded weapon

No befriending

All it heard was friction like a broken record

Judging what I was used to was the trigger

I didn’t say forgiving wasn’t an option I was bitter

That’s just the same

My fear of the rejection was so strong

I was stiff-arming others all along

Chorus:

What if God kept a record of our wrong

Would it still be the same damn song

What if he didn’t forgive we’d be all alone

What if he held a grudge

Bitterness would be all we know

What if God kept a record of our wrong

Would it still be the same damn song

What if he didn’t forgive we’d be all alone

What if he held a grudge

Bitterness would be all we know

Verse 2:

Done seen a lot half wolves

Half sheep, half creeps

Who tried force relationships and history on past me

The last geek

Colored me a villain

While they played the victim, cut intent to listen

See his rhythm? really crafty

That’s bad art, no matter how you frame it

Rearrange it

But my problem wasn’t how I viewed the hues

It was the painter

I was angered

And took their habits tainted to be painful

But a personal attack is almost never the true angle

See I gave up

Moving quick to point to blame, gut

Steady giving me the birds eye, seeing both sides

How they came up

Everybody ain’t raised like

Sunflowers in the daylight

Some built like cactus or oak tree in a grave sight

Everybody got good traits

Everybody got flaws though

Some grounds give a tough raise

Others living out the raw growth

All I know is I don’t cut off

Try to work out, fore I dust off

Try to merc doubts

Label lost cause

Is the last thing

That mark down, never cross off

Bridge

Ain't nothing wrong with loving from a distance

But I gotta be willing to forgive

Ain't nothing wrong with loving from a distance

But I gotta be willing to

Chorus