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Lyrify.me

Hole by Triple O Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2017

(intro)

Fragmented in all my sentences
Defenceless - cause the fence is
Broken – I got my guard down to the ground
Bound – by fear – sound the alarm
Paranoia causing disorder
Burst the border – thus mutilating my faith in a way
That’s got me mangled and tangled
Fracture dismantle
So how can I channel
My emote control, seems to be out of control
Really I wanna be whole
But all I can see is a hole, oh no..!



(Chorus)

I can see the hole in my heart
I can see the hole in my heart
Yah, Yah, Yah
But I know He's holding my heart
But i know He's holding my heart
Yah, Yah, Yah


(Verse 1)

No penicillin can cure the feeling I’m feeling
Looking to the ceiling, reflecting on every dealing
Stealing my joy - (want it back)
Peace of mind - (want it back)
Times where I would revel in prayer - (I want it back)
You know, ah! …how I used to (used to)
Dabble in the word how I used to (used to)
Taking every moment to take you in every moment
Now “you’re the only one that I’m used too! Ah!”
Feels like I’m falling now further and further away
Like a felon, I fell on grace
Furthering any case – for my dyer need of a savior
Dying He took my place
That’s the great exchange, _ He took all the blame
Whipps cross, laid the stone – which he rolled away
Empty tomb up north, that’s a hollow way
And everything I recite, I know that I know
But why do I still feel pain?




(Chorus)

I can see the hole in my heart
I can see the hole in my heart
Yah, Yah, Yah
But I know He's holding my heart
But i know He's holding my heart
Yah, Yah, Yah




(Verse 2)

If I’m destined to win, pen ‘success is my best friend’
Never descend, then, I’ll transcend
And ascending again – try sending a trail my way
Victory starts pending again
Ah – it’s you I mention again
I depend on the living king to end sin again
All (aaahh) for me, so my senses attend
As I see the son of man now amending the men
These are the facts that I’m facing
Based on faith that I’m raising
Second nature in conversations
On auto pilot – paving my speech
In a manner, foreign to those in the manor
Mannequin in my dialogue – taken straight of a page
I know the scriptures, but yet I still feel a way
Empty in my chest – polo – the decay
Is eradicating and causing chaos – but who is to blame?
A semi-circle so incomplete – looking for change