Bayou

[Verse 1] This is not the first time I had talked about this subject This is often because often I feel like I've almost lost it Lost the spark and faith and hope and love and all of the above Adrift at sea, just praying that I live to see that dove I thought of ending it, I spent so many nights in bed with this Go figure, the simplest thing I could do for myself is let go of it All of the times that I tried to control it and stop locomotion, it Ends with me losing my grip on the motive And damn it, I’m knowing it