THE REPENTANCE ft. The Table & LOCKE. Lyrics

Turn me up in the headphones

Living right to be dead wrong

Pumping pain into rap songs

Little boy tryna act grown

Sent a message, was left on

Read; I guess I'm just slept on

Bled on every track, every rap

every boom and bap, I'm

Tripping from hell and back

I'm sorry, I'm such a mess

Been suffocating on stress

And prolly need me some rest

I'll take it, then second guess

I'll make it, then grow depressed

I'll fake it, like I'm best

Take some pics and then post to flex

I'm losing sight of the purpose

The world, it look like a circus

Been twisted, that's thanks to serpent

It goes to show life ain't perfect

I'm begging for something worth it

Inertia hurting my flourishing

Swerving in different lanes

To refrain from something that's certain

Swerving in different lanes

To refrain from something that's certain

Cuz certainty means commitment

Which means that there's no more quitting

Which means that there's no more switching up

Wishing that my decisions

Could actually come from faith

But control is just in my stitching

Flesh and fear always racing

The taste of power's amazing

I always knew something's missing

Nowadays feel insane

When I say that Church isn't hitting

My heart isn't beating

Why are you distant?

Need me a visit

From God alone, feel the Spirit

I gotta know, do you hear it

I gotta know, can you hear me

Turn me

I'm here all alone

And I don't know where to run

I feel like a slave

But you somehow call me Son

Don't wanna be on my own

And I can't be the only one

I can't be the only one

Can't be the only

Wrote out the math

Slid my pride to the side like an abacus

Remember the atlas

I been far from the son, like the sibling is

Add mo then the dividends

Sum it up, but division lives

How much more can I really give

Beneath the surface of this flesh of mine

Enmeshed with vines

That grow out from the root

I sharpen tooth, there's still a wolf inside

The fur that grows, helps me to hide

I swerve on road

Til' wills collide, who has the drive

I come alive when I have to die

What if the path has truly been laid

And I been

Stuck in the past, I sit with the page

I'm sobbing

Sift through the trash, it's really my pain

Weathered the storm, and left with the reign

I'm here all alone

And I don't know where to run

I feel like a slave

But you somehow call me Son

Don't wanna be on my own

And I can't be the only one

I can't be the only one

Can't be the only

Luis's Flute Solo