| If you woulda told me that I woulda ended up here
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| If you woulda told me that I woulda ended up here
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| If you woulda told me that I woulda ended up here
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| That’s right
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| Aye
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| Aye
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| Depressive my adolescence a manic lair
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| Candles lit
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| Both hands are gripped a satanic prayer
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| Besides cold my eyes holdin' a blanded stare
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| Soul full of sorrow
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| I’m hollower than a can of air
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| Visions of suicide
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| Where the noose is tied strangling me
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| As I hang dangling from a chandelier
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| When me and death have a dinner date
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| I fly to a sinner’s fate
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| In hell I disintegrate…
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| Like a strand of hair
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| My soul’s hollow
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| Sipping opiates from cold bottles
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| And serial killers became my role models
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| I’ve sown sin so it’s evil that I reap
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| It’s grown in
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| Now I’m seeing dead people in my sleep
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| No peace
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| So I’m slippin' in further to drug addiction
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| And the wickedness I’m sippin makes me quicker to murder
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| I can’t imagine how the badness that I’m living in hurts ya
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| And the fact is I didn’t deserve ya
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| If you woulda told me I woulda ended up here
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| I woulda never believed you
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| If you woulda told me I woulda ended up here
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| I woulda said someone deceived you
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| If you woulda told me I woulda ended up here
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| I woulda never believed you
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| And you couldn’t of sold me that I’da ended up here
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| Or that I woulda ever received you
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| Yeah
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| For real
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| Aye
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| Aye
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| Felt like I was wading without a life vest
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| Lifeless
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| Fully submerging under the undertow
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| Rejected fellowship so many skeletons
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| Been deposited in my closet
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| And buried under my bungalow
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| Soaked in condemnation
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| I’m hoping this conversation is confidential
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| Cuz I am confessing things that no one could know
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| But you’re my antithesis I must come befo'
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| I’m just a shadow anticipating the sun to glow
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| When I think of all the dirt that I’ve been diggin' lately
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| Yet You give chase and embrace me
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| It invigorates me
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| Cuz You didn’t forsake me or incinerate me
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| Ya generate me and lift me so I could sit in safety
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| Yuh
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| How could I comprehend Your kinda love
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| Huh
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| When nothing on this earth compares
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| Just wanna rest in the presence of the Shekinah dove
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| Even if the worst is here
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| By Your spirit I’ll persevere
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| If you woulda told me I woulda ended up here
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| I woulda never believed you
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| If you woulda told me I woulda ended up here
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| I woulda said someone deceived you
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| If you woulda told me I woulda ended up here
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| I woulda never believed you
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| And you couldn’t of sold me that I’da ended up here
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| Or that i woulda ever received you |