Pray For

Pray For

Pray for your daughter, pray for you son

Pray for your daughter, could be a gun

Pray for your mother, pray for your dad

Could be a madman, could be your friend

In unison with a cold win, feeling darkness under my skin

I’m killing myself fighting my sins

Cannot resist them, them gonna win

My thoughts are trees, I’m in the fog

I’m prowling slowly, ama like a dog

I see a shelter and a column of smoke

The path I’ve chosen leads to the morgue

Pray for your daughter, pray for your son

Pray for your mother, pray for your dad

Dead

My thoughts are trees, I’m in the fog

I’m prowling slowly, ama like a dog

I see a shelter and a column of smoke

The path I’ve chosen leads to the morgue

Im not scared, there’s no dread

I’m not in fear, already dead

You may not believe the words I’ve said

But only I know what’s hidden in my head