Yoe Mase Oh Lord
And give me comfort from myself
I don't like my city anymore
And give me feelings that I've never felt
What does my future have in store?
And I don't think I can hear the answers
To the questions in my heart
And I think I can just deflect with laughter
Even if I'm torn apart
Oh Lord, oh Lord
I was never meant for this
Oh Lord, oh Lord
Give me something I can fix myself
Give me something I can fix myself
I gave you my all, I tried to deceive
These things that I wrote, God, I want to believe
Tell me it sounds better when I change up my mind
It's hard to pretend, it's all by design
Oh Lord, oh Lord
I was never meant for this
Oh Lord, oh Lord
Give me some way I can fix myself
Give me something I can fix myself
Give me some way I can fix myself
Give my something I can fix myself
One, two, three four
Oh Lord, oh Lord
I was never meant for this
Oh Lord, oh Lord
Give me some way I can fix myself
Give me some way I can fix myself
Oh Lord, oh Lord
I was never meant for this
Oh Lord, oh Lord
Give me some way I can fix myself
Give me some way I can fix myself
Give me some way I can fix myself
