DOA (feat. Joyner Lucas)

On our knees, we pray as we waste away

And we dig our grave, dead on arrival

I close my eyes and contemplate on why I chose to be great

I find myself tryin' to escape from where I'm supposed to be safe

Or maybe I should pray like I'm supposed to be saved

Sometimes I feel like getting even, but I chose to behave

I'm mentally locked in a prison and I need bail

But the internet will kill me quicker than the streets will

And if that shit doesn't kill me, then the police will

Or maybe all the refills, or the E pills, or the lean will

I wish I was more flourished, I wish I had more courage

I feel like there's more purpose and maybe it's all worth it

I wanna keep on learning, but I couldn't be more nervous

When I keep looking for answers and I gotta keep on searching

The tables keep on turning

Tryna call up to Jesus, but the phone keep on ringing

I think I need more service, the calls seem more urgent

And all I see is more murders, the soldiers keep on serving

I wonder if it's all worth it, I wonder

On our knees, we pray as we waste away

And we dig our grave, dead on arrival

In this mess we made, fill our lungs with hate

Just to numb the pain, dead on arrival

Dead on arrival

Dead on arrival

I can't breathe

Got my head on the guillotine

Slip knot around my neck, come and take a seat

Watch 'em bury me down till I'm six feet deep in the underground

Dead is the land of the free

Don't give, just take every time you need

Don't give, just take though it's killing me

Don't give, just take every time you need

Don't give, just take

On our knees, we pray as we waste away

And we dig our grave, dead on arrival

In this mess we made, fill our lungs with hate

Just to numb the pain, dead on arrival

Dead on arrival

Dead on arrival

I can't breathe

Am I not worth saving?

Am I not worth saving?

On our knees, we pray as we waste away

And we dig our grave, dead on arrival

In this mess we made, fill our lungs with hate

Just to numb the pain, dead on arrival

Yeah

Dead on arrival

Dead on arrival

Dead, dead, dead, dead

Dead, dead, dead, dead