[Spoken Intro: Angel Haze]
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And the light, the light can make everything feel beautiful
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It can make it feel safe, so safe that like in the night
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We spend all of our time running away from our truths
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And then we meet someone who tells us, "God will always love you
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No matter what you do, the only thing that will never stop loving you is God."
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And because of all of our darkness, which at night I still run from
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Which at night all still run from, we get stuck chasing light
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That's a black synagogue
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[Gospel Intro: Angel Haze]
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And God said, that the maker shall inhabit the Earth
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But there shall be masses, I said masses, of bloodshed first
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And that will open the floodgates of Heaven, and pour down upon us His blessings
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From the floor, to the ceiling, but only if you praise Him, I said praise Him
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Shall you receive His healing
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[Hook: Angel Haze and Wynter Gordon]
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Save me from the pain
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I'm falling down
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Don't you hear me calling?
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I need you now
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Fill me ’til I’m full with your holy light
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Give me sanction
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Can you bring me back to life?
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Save me from the pain
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I'm falling down
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Don't you hear me calling?
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I need you now
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Fill me ’til I’m full with your holy light
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Give me sanction
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Can you bring me back to life?
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[Verse 1: Angel Haze]
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I been running from the pain in my brain
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Got stains on my scene while I search for the real me
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Search for the real me, lost in the night
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I only talk to angels when I'm lost in a height
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I don't really wanna get lost in my mind
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So I pray until I feel I'm getting lost in the vibe
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Then I took the bottle up and I drink it to my what?
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Yep, drink it to my fucking souls lost in my eyes
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But I don't really wanna drown no, cuz I'm not that trusting
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But I'mma keep coming 'round though, till I'm sure that I found something
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And when I tell you what it is, you better talk to God, remember
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No feelings, no thoughts allowed
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And if pain's a trapdoor then I need God
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So send someone to come walk me out
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But don't think, don't talk about it
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Wait, don't sing, don't tell nobody
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Wait, don't drink, don't fail your body
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Wait, don't scream, no, fucking shout it
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See, these voices in my head are the fucking loudest
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So belligerent, so fucking rowdy
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And my tunnel vision's so fucking clouded
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And I don't really have a motherfucking outlet
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So, I talk to God, but I don't really know if He can hear me
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But you know him well, and I think that you could bring him near me
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So I keep praying, every word that I keep saying
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Every part of me that I needed shield from
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Every part of me that needs saving
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[Hook: Angel Haze and Wynter Gordon]
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[Verse 2: Angel Haze]
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None of this's real, when it calls to
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Thought I found you, now I'm lost too
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I've been listening to service sermons
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A lotta redefining, a lot of words reworded
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A lotta thoughts detected and thoughts suggested
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A lotta stuff that resonates with certain persons
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I've been searching for the truth but it's embedded in lies
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Read every single verse until I'm red in my eyes
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And God only hear you when you offering ties
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And protection is the truth
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But when the Devil's a lie
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But what am I to do when the Devil is I?
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And everything I touch seems to shrivel and die?
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My mama always said I was a rebel inside
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But now I'm looking for some peace and a benevolent I
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And how it feels to need that, some humbling pie
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And how long it will take when it comes from the sky
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Means I'll probably be waiting until I crumble and die
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And just wrestling with Satan while I'm struggling by
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So, I think, I talk about it
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Wait, I drink, I tell somebody
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Wait, I sink, I fail my body
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Wait, I scream, I'm fucking shouting
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Cuz these voices in my head are the fucking loudest
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So belligerent, so fucking rowdy
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And my tunnel vision's so fucking clouded
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And I don't really have a motherfucking outlet
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So, I talk to God, but I don't really know if He can hear me
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And you know him well, and I think that you could bring him near me
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So I keep praying, everything that I keep saying
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Every part of me that I needed shield from
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Every part of me that needs saving
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[Hook: Angel Haze and Wynter Gordon]
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[Verse 3: Angel Haze]
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Did he die on the cross for this?
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Do you have any fucking proof?
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Everything here is man-made
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And I'm just searching for some fucking truth
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Cuz everything they told me not to do
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Has always made me question what freedom is
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Why listen to the words when they not from you?
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And why feel judged when I freely live?
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Now I know what the fucking root of evil is
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And why peace is dead, but evil lives
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Everybody thinking they can talk to you
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And what they believe in they hearts are true
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Now they feel that they had the right to persecute
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Judge, [?]
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Now I don't really know who wrote the Bible
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But nothing under the sun goes unrecycled
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Take every shot you have with a fucking rifle
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Cuz you rarely ever get a chance for revival
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So, just think, just talk about it
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Wait, just think, just tell somebody
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Wait, don't blink, don't fail your body
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Wait, just scream, just fucking shout it
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So the voices in your head fall abruptly silent
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And the blood in your veins flows rough and violent
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And you see everything with your lifted eyelids
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And every burden you carry is eventually lighted
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And you talk to God, even when you ain't sure he hears you
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When you give it to Him, tell Him, He can keep the pain and fears too
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And you keep praying, only now you don't repeat saying
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Cuz you know when you let it go, then you receive saving
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[Outro: Angel Haze]
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How many people here look for Jesus to solve their problems?
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Lots of people
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And how many of those people are fixed?
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None of them know fucking about shit
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They're all fucking fucked up
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Anything to help you escape
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It takes it, it takes something to just say
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"Fuck it! This is reality, I'm gonna deal with it"
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But do we ever really deal with it?
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Deal with it, stop running, stop trying to find these substitutes
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Stop trying to find Jesus in strangers, and Jesus in church and God
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And find God in yourself
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Powerful thing, yeah?
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Black Synagogue
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| Angel Haze |
