[Verse 1]
My, my, praying for a sign that I might not even find no more
I'm trying to leave all that behind
But it won't escape my mind, oh Lord
Tell me why I can't focus on the future, just the past
Constantly occupied with things already happened
My doubting is massive, my wings made of plastic
I could be a package if I didn't hold this baggage, well
Seasons come and go and people do, too
Everything I thought I knew, guess I didn't know them
Jesus calmed the storm in Galilee
But there's a storm inside of me, and
I don't think these winds'll slow down

[Chorus: j. sula & Obed Padilla]
They say that God can deliver
Then deliver me a little peace of mind, damn
They say we all sinners
And these sinning thoughts I have are all crimes, damn
My God, I'm sorry
I wanna talk
My God, I'm hurting
God, I wanna talk
My God, I'm sorry
Please let me talk
My God, I'm hurting
I just wanna talk
[Verse 2: Obed Padilla]
Got a lot of things on my plate
Tryna get it on my own way
Fuck what you say
Fuck what you meant to me, yeah
Things ain't right for me, and
You ain't gon' ride for me, I
Know what I know, know what I know
You ain't right for me, and
You never tried for me, I'm
I'm losing hope, I'm losing hope