Micah Midas - BROKEN MIRRORS

All this danger, surrounding my thoughts
It's hard to think bout peace
I got my sister, young as a daughter, It's hard to think bout me
I put her first, even when I'm conflicted, I got this weight on me
I told myself "It won't be nobody" if it isn't me, you understand
At times I get to praying that one day we'll finally live again
Stuck in a cycle surrounded by idols who don't lend helping hands
How much a dollar cost? The price to make em sin again
How much a dollar cost? The price to make em spin again
In my early teens I done seen how money can change a man
Man pose to make the money, how we put this value on something a man can take from me
Often miss the days when jeans was stained and my nose was running
When momma kept on spanking me
I take the belt over all the guns that's aimed at me
Or "us" I should say, for me I mean us I should pray for
For those who don't got a stage imma always have to say more
It's been a minute since a celebration the last one ain't feel the same
Daddy on hospital bed, they told us something with his brain
For the first time, and sadly not the last saw him in pain
Started thinking bout the past, overcame with old rage
Know I'm living out God's story, wish I could've skipped this page
Wish I could've skipped these days
22 years old and I ain't ashamed to say I was afraid, thought my pops was gone
Man, this life shit you live and learn
Bridges often gon' get burned
God gave us rain for reason, find your peace throughout the storm
What you want you best believe it, ain't too far where you can't earn it

Written by:
Micah Henry

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