Hallelujah, I'm Mourning

My hands are shaking
My face is numb
This room is spinning
seconds from throwing up

I’ll catch you all again someday
I’ll see you all again someday

I’ll search this room with welling eyes
Curing gods name my mother cries

I’ll catch you all again someday
I’ll see you all again someday

I want to sing for you
The way you sang to me
On milk crates in our garage
When I was only 15
well you couldn’t have known it then
all you taught to me (it meant everything)

I’m insecure in the way I dress
I clean it up, I just make a mess

I’ll catch you all again someday
I’ll see you all again someday

My bodies walking but it’s working for itself
my teeth are grinding because I wanna give ‘em hell

I’ll catch you all again someday
I’ll see you all again someday

I want to sing for you
The way you sang to me
On milk crates in our garage
When I was only 15
well you couldn’t have known it then
all you taught to me (it meant everything)

The faces that I see are so familiar
But the water in my eyes could age us all
Another decade of damaged circumstance
Truly does bring out the worst in romance

Hallelujah – I’m lazy
Hallelujah – I’m starving
Hallelujah – I’m crazy
Hallelujah – I’m mourning

The Standford prison project
exposes social disconnect
it’s still up and running
in every ghetto and housing project
where the rule is the majority
and the heroin the anomaly

I never wanted to deal with this
No one should have to deal with this

I want to sing for you
The way you sang to me
On milk crates in our garage
When I was only 15
well you couldn’t have known it then
all you taught to me (it meant everything)