Saint Mania - People Change

Feel like I'm living without
Feel like my ass missing out
Feel like ain't my money on longer (Longer)
Feel like my writing ain't broader (Broader)
Feel like they switching appearance (Appearance)
Feel like they've been moving different (Different)
Feel like they foreign to sober (Sober)
Feel like the summer is over(Lets go le-)
Feelings is all that you got
Time pass you don't feel a lot (Bow)
Feel like you lot saving face (Bow)
Feeling you don't deserve grace (Bow bow)
Shut the fuck you can keep it
I'm talking bout purpose and meaning (Bow)
Sit on my drive, think about life
My niggas run up yeah they scenic
Ye they scenic
Had your ass dreaming
4:45
Niggas can't teach this
Back on my grind wait
Back on design wait
What is the time wait
This is my time wait
Hitting y'all niggas I'm y'all cry wait
Infinity and beyond how I keep it
Oasis yeah that was the prefix
Filling a void in my mental
Life lessons tread through life so gentle
Roll up yeah I'm going critical
Pray to god I'm getting spiritual
Thanking the lord for what I 'finna do
Maybe I'm critical thinking
Maybe I'm forcing opinion (Maybe)
Maybe I'm fearful drinking
Maybe I'm seeing a ceiling (Maybe)
Maybe I'm just not enough
Maybe this ain't what they want (Maybe)
Maybe I see this as needed
Maybe I'm numb to the bleeding
I think that nothing certain
Study the world keep learning
Perfecting my craft overtime
Little steps work on the grind
Cooking I'm stirring the pot
Mentally sinning a lot
Water to wine, miracles shine
I'm working until my next drop
Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth
For the first heaven and the first earth had passed away
And there was no longer any sea
I saw the Holy City, the new Jerusalem
Coming down out of heaven from God
Prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband
And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying
Look God's dwelling place is now among the people
And he will dwell with them
There will be his people
And God himself will be with them and be their God
He will wipe every tear from their eyes 
There will be no more death 
Or mourning or crying or pain
For the old order of things has passed away

Written by:
Chris Baffour-Asamoah, Kurt Chinkwende

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