Sounds Like a Storm - Confessions

I know I've got stuff I need to get off my chest
I know you, and you listen 'cos you always seem to know
What is best

And I'm so, I'm so sorry
For all, them apologies
That I never meant
When I text God, he left it on read

But to my message you said

We'll talk all night
Share a bottle if you like
And all the bottled up stuff inside
Suddenly feel better
It's like a confession
Or I'm talking to Christ

And I know I've got stuff taking too much room in my head
I know you, but you know me better than the rest
I turn to you, all ears, when I'm in a mess

And I'm so, I'm so sorry
For all, them apologies
That I never meant
When I text God, he left it on read

But to my message you said

We'll talk all night
Share a bottle if you like
And all the bottled up stuff inside
Suddenly feel better
It's like a confession

And we can talk all night
Share a bottle if you like
And all the bottled up stuff inside
Suddenly feel better

It's like a confession
I've been talking to Christ

Written by:
Sennen Ludman

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