Dear Lord, You got my boy locked up in a prison cell /
You bargained for his life and now you're holding his soul to sell /
It's cold as hell, you kept us here and cast the spell /
I've been quiet for so long but it's time to ring the bell /
We never born as a sinner /
We just followed your scripts and walked the street, hope not to be scorned and try to be a winner/
But you kept pullin' us back /
The hands of god soaked in blood and wrath, I plead to you to lead the right path /
You blind the sun and left the moon stalkin' me /
I can't spot the key I've tried to talk but you keep walking on me /
Flip the pages in books and try to look for the answer /
Ship the lies back to port but the truth is killin' like cancer /
My mind shrinks try to think the best way out /
Pass days out, the best stakes out while you keep yourself in the clouds /
I pass my emotions, but still, for all these that I ran to /
Guess my time is up, I'm coming right back to you /


Potentialz.