C.R - Old Habits

Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Oh God lift the spirit of bitterness
From my heart, my
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Oh God lift the spirit of bitterness
From my heart, my

Cry out to the heaven
Cry out for the angels to protect us
We're gunna need it, yeah
Look

The older habits gunna die harder
So we wait for the patience and we pray harder
Oh father, holy water
Rise and wash away all the slaughter on our partners
N throw me in the alma mater
Of all the martyrs our hearts have hardened
And all the daughters are gunna cry
Unless we care for their holy mothers
At the alters and don't reject my heart and soul as offers
Calm my mind and erase the imposters from my conscience

Stay close to the heart of God
We never worry in the darkness
We lift our spirits
Knowing brightness awaits

Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Oh God lift the spirit of bitterness
From my heart, my
Old habits die hard
Old habits die hard
Oh God lift the spirit of bitterness
From my heart, my

To our family and beloveds
Bless us and keep us strong
We hold the flame for the night
And our creator guides the way
Look, look

The oldest habits are the ones He kills the gladdest
Accept the fact is that we was living as a savage
Nothing good exists without his majesty
Maggots and death is all we was destined to be
For our salvation that's in store
See my eyes fill with tears as I walk through the open doors
With all hopes for more as you steady my stride
Explore my heart until your glorious gate
At the end of my time

You rush to the brokenhearted
Mending our minds and souls
Many will question and hate even us
But that's how we know we're doing it right
We follow You

Written by:
Clayton Ryan

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