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Hallelujah Lyrics


Chris Wright Hallelujah

[Verse 1]
Don't call me if you ain't already free
Guess it's usual these days and I should start to not believe
I've been tripping on my own two feet
You talking 'bout my problems like they don't involve me, hardly
Stick to running, when you take it slow you just forget to breathe
So busy glancing at the roses that you hardly felt the breeze
I see the heads of all your nails, painted softly with a T
And in my ignorance I slipped and asked exactly what it means
And you said
This is everything, the pinnacle of my belief
This paint is just a symbolism, God's the only one I need
If anything should happen, if anyone should make me bleed
I hold my hands together, pray to God that he would set them free

[Chorus]
Raise your hands, hallelujah
Everybody screamin' out to God "I always knew ya"
But I'ma keep it real, I only came last week
The paranoia got to me and kept me feeling weak
Feeling weak, ayy

Raise your hands, hallelujah
Everybody screamin' out to God "I always knew ya"
But I'ma keep it real, I only came last week
The paranoia got to me and kept me feeling weak
Feeling weak, ayy

(ooh, right around the start)

[Verse 2]
We were talkin' 'bout the liqour and the money and the
Things that they were taking from me
How can I just say it's funny
Talk about my tape is coming
Sit across from Satan's cousin
I don't have to pay for nothing
Why should I be fake for something
Who
Told you i'm not givin' it my all
They probably right
I quit the drinking and got withdrawals
I hit the sink every night
Now i reflect on what i've drawn
Not the brightest of lights
But i got somethin' for the fall
Hold up

[Chorus]
Raise your hands, hallelujah
Everybody screamin' out to God "I always knew ya"
But I'ma keep it real, I only came last week
The paranoia got to me and kept me feeling weak
Feeling weak, ayy

Raise your hands, hallelujah
Everybody screamin' out to God "I always knew ya"
But I'ma keep it real, I only came last week
The paranoia got to me and kept me feeling weak
Feeling weak, ayy

(hm, hm, hm, hm, hmm)


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