I said a prayer today
I can only hope I said it right
It's a lot on my plate but I'll just eat in silence
Better watch the words that you say
They go ahead and pave your ways
I can not help feel a way
Maybe it is all a season, oh
Getting deeper than the surface
I'm tryna find my purpose, yeah
But nothing seems to work anymore
Is it kinda dumb if I go ahead and let this bum
Slide and pick me up inna his Bentley truck
I hope in the morning I don't hate myself
But at least for the night I'll be somewhere else
And I'll, I'll wear my vintage saddle
And beat my pretty face and look like a model
And I'll feel something though it don't mean nothing, oh no
And when I do send my ass home
I'm opening my pockets to scrunched up sad notes
I don’t feel nothing 'cause it don't mean nothing, oh no
Or maybe I'll grab my passport and fly out of my mind and hit the fast forward till I feel, till I feel oh-ooh
Getting deeper than the surface
I'm tryna find
But nothing seems to work anymore, no
Getting deeper than the sur-
I'm tryna find
But nothing seems to work anymore, oh
Sense
No it don't make no sense
Sense
No sense
Uh, yeah, no
No it don't make sense no it
No it don't make sense anymore
No it don't make sense no it
No it don't make sense no it don’t
No it don't make sense no it
It don't make sense anymore
No it don't make sense
No it don't make sense anymore
You know it don't make no, more
No it don't make sense anymore
