Invent Me Lyrics

Yes, dark clouds

Rain storms

Strong winds, whsssh

Thunder, boom

Invent me, c'mon

Life does get hectic

So I just accept it

But when my tank is empty

I pray God will come invent me

Life does get hectic

So I just accept it

But when my tank is empty

I pray God will come invent me

Sometimes, I feel like

The world is crushing me down

Rushing around town

Working, I got a girl and

How can I be certain?

Thinking life isn't worth it

Thinking my life is stinky

Like Miss Piggy and Kermit

Sure it's a hobby, but mommy

Said I could do better than rapping

I'm glad that I am though

How could I not be?

Cause I am Ryan

And I am a Christian, extraordinarily

Rarely seen in public

What if it wasn't loving?

(Will God come invent me?)

I guess I'll suffer another day

It's so tough for a brother to make it

Hey, it's like I'm waking up

And I'm running the toughest race

As I make my way to the end

I get sucker punched in the face

By someone that was hating

Satan, he has a problem

He never wants me to win

In a minute, I'll call up God

And we'll finish this relay

And He may have mighty jet speed

Before he leaves, I'm begging him

Jesus, please come invent me cause

Life does get hectic

So I just accept it

But when my tank is empty

I pray God will come invent me

Life does get hectic

So I just accept it

But when my tank is empty

I pray God will come invent me

I feel like a total mess, a slob with no job

Though God is Most High

For Christ, it's no prob

It's like you go on and live while you can

Life will sit still just like a night stand

Yes it's the pits, it sits and just stands

My writing fist is tired

It's time to switch hands and

Switch this beat to make it seem like

The day will be nice if you receieve Christ

(Will God come invent me?)

Yup, I'm hoping

If not then I will go jump in the ocean

And open my mouth up

Allowing water and swallowing

Many aquatic animals

And a shell that was hollow inside

Hi, I am too witty

I'm leaving my Battle Creek

And I'm moving to Union City

In search of a stardom

You are whatever you wanna be

I cannot lie

So I have to tell you quite honestly that

Life does get hectic

So I just accept it

But when my tank is empty

I pray God will come invent me

Life does get hectic

So I just accept it

But when my tank is empty

I pray God will come invent me

Fame is so funny

'Cause money comes and it goes

Taking the bakers dozen,

Plus honey buns and some rolls

'Cause the older you get

The more you tend to lose focus

If you don't get it yet

Then pretend you knew what the joke was

I won't be repeating

A singular thing this evening

And even if you were pleading

For me to stay, I'm leaving

So see you later gators

I'm late enough as it is

And then if I'm missing my plane

While sitting here in the rain

(Will God come invent me?)

I hope he will never

Leave me and keep me so lonely forever

In other words I am saying that,

Every night I am praying

'Cause any rumble with Satan

Is no summer vacation

Impatiently waiting to receieve angel wings

And then fly away in the night and return

Life is the same old thing over and over

My feet are getting so colder

But nothing is quite as swell

As the melon between my shoulders and

Life does get hectic

So I just accept it

But when my tank is empty

I pray God will come invent me

Life does get hectic

So I just accept it

But when my tank is empty

I pray God will come invent me

Life does get hectic

So I just accept it

But when my tank is empty

I pray God will come invent me

Life does get hectic

So I just accept it

But when my tank is empty

I pray God will come invent me