Tom Budz - Raisin' Hell
It's three in the morning but I can't sleepI'm up thinking about that night last week
I think I'll take a shower to calm my nerves
Kiss me in the morning, make me want to stay in bed
But something always reminds me of that line from a book I read
So lean into me, isn't it pretty to think what we could've been?
Damn I wanted heaven
But I just keep raising hell
I wish I could say for certain but I just can't seem to tell
If you try to bite you might get bit
The thought of the pain is the worst of it
If I have to get what I deserve I pray to God that you get yours first
Holding a grudge I must admit
Is my absolute favorite sin to commit
But sweet wine never came from sour grapes
And I'm not sure it was an accident
But it can't hurt to learn to forgive
I'm the patron saint of all mistakes
But I'm learning day by day
Damn I wanted heaven
But I just keep raising hell
I wish I could say for certain but I just can't seem to tell
If you try to bite you might get bit
The thought of the pain is the worst of it
If I have to get what I deserve I pray to God that you get yours first
Written by:
Thomas Budz
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