| Fear
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| This was the moment I feared
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| Fear
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| This was the moment I feared
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| Fear
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| This was the moment I feared
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| Fear
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| This was the moment I feared
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| Reoccurring dream, I was falling
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| Droppin' from something tall and
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| Jesus name that I’m calling
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| This is pretty deep how I’ma decorate the city street
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| Little bitty pieces, there’s really gonna be some chalky drawings
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| In this dream I had, when I land
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| I can taste the blood, I can smell the concrete
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| And I can feel my bones crush on a calm street
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| Dark and desolate, my heart’ll never get
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| Another beat I’m gonna be other head to split, my hell is credited
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| Where the red is in, I’m down and dead admit in light I’m dreadin' this
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| If we’re created of God than predestination
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| Should not be looked at as odd, when we’re blessed to wake in-
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| Side of a dream, like I’ve been here before
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| And we sum it up with some french expression like we didn’t hear the lord
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| So I’m hopin' and prayin'
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| That I won’t be opened and sprayin'
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| In real life and it’s just a dream, and it’s not a thing that can sway my view
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| But my fear is that I end up layin' and ready for decayin'
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| What I thought was a dream now it’s Déjà vu
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| Fear
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| If I fall will the angels catch me?
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| Fear
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| Or end it all is it my destiny?
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| Fear
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| Is there a sound when the ground absorbs me?
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| Fear
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| Or a dream tellin' me my story
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| I called up my mother, but who answered my brother
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| He said «she real sick but I’m gonna put her on just tell her you love her»
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| My heart it just fluttered when mama picked up she would utter
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| «Who is this?» |
| I said «Donnie», but she thought I was another
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| Didn’t even know me, and she’s not an oldie
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| It’s the lupus or epilepsy
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| Maybe the psychosis solely
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| «This your son I just called to say happy birthday»
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| Not really knowin' me hit me in the worst way
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| Then she said «Oh yeah, little Donnie, how you doin' in school?»
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| I said «I'm 42, mommy!»
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| I’ll give my arm, leg, leg, arm, head if that means my momma get better
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| Toughest thing to swallow is when someone who raised you, they gonna forget ya
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| I’m feelin' sadness, I’m feelin' anger
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| Steady praying for the higher power to come down and change her
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| Rearrange her 'cause my fear is that the sickness in her mind
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| In due time it’ll make her son a stranger
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| Fear
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| A stranger to the one who raised us
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| Fear
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| Nameless to the one who named us
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| Fear
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| Back to the place where it all began
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| Fear
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| I’m seeing heaven but I fear it’s the end
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| Taught to have faith in God
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| Breakin' bread then we bakin' cod
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| Makin' plenty then spread it abroad
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| Wash it down with a glass of Shiraz
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| I try to walk the path of the righteous one
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| But this life is one, that’s full of strife, let’s run
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| To the mountain top
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| What I’m 'bout to say if suckas starts to thinking this holy name
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| I denounce then stop
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| Man, I’m just sayin'
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| I do a whole lot of prayin'
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| And I wonder if it’s listenin' to Aaron’s nightly whisperin'
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| 'Bout mom in the tithe she’s weakly payin'
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| I know it’s a blessing, that I raised kids 'cause I got skill
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| And thank God that gangbang thing didn’t bring me hot steel
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| Now my mom’s worse and a lot ill
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| My fear is that this God I’m prayin' to for my mother is not real
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| Fear
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| Extinguish me from this world of fire
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| Fear
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| False teachings taught by liars
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| Fear
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| Prayers echo in an empty asylum
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| Fear
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| No salvation from man’s messiah |