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letra de pray for us - chaos

(introduction)
last forever, last forever, last forever…
-gunshot-

chaos: wh..what was that where am i please god someone help me!
flight attendant: mr. pierce are you, are you alright?

chaos: where why, wher…where are we going? where exactly am i?

fa: i’m afraid i’m…not able, to answer that question for you mr. pierce

chaos: why do you keep calling me that…that’s not my name

fa: is that not the name you chose for yourself when she left you, dear?

chaos: how do you know..how do you know all that? he doesn’t exist…dominique pierce doesn’t exist

fa: no, evonte. you don’t exist. you’ve been dead for 3 years now. 3 years, 3 months, 11 days, 8 hours, 19 minutes, and 22 seconds, precisely

chaos: you’re out of your mind, you’re sick, you don’t know what you’re saying just leave!
hail mary, full of grace, the lord is with thee…

fa: i’m afraid, mr. pierce, that your prayers are no good here

(chorus)
pray for us
pray for us
in the name of god
pray for us

pray for us
why don’t you pray for us
this place we’re in is dangerous
take some time to pray for us

pray for us
please, pray for us
in the name of god
we’re begging you to pray for us

pray for us
why don’t you pray for us
this place we’re in is dangerous
take some time to pray for us

(verse 1)
i’m an alcoholic
i’m about to fall it
feels like n-body wants to listen when i tell them everything is wrong
everything is wrong everything is messed up, wrecked up, and n-body checked up
i was in my lowest, always telling everybody everything is fine, everything is fine
no i’m lying, crying, please pray for all my problems
next!
i killed him
look him dead in the eyes and i filled him
last words “tell my wife i’ll miss her and i love all of my children”
-gun shot-
but he had to go
that’s what we do when the cash is low
take that, take this, never gonna find your body, and the po-po’s gonna be the last to know
say hi to my ancestors
and for the rest of y’all just pray for me cause lord knows it’s the blessed who could save my soul
next!
i was raped
molested, touched, and spanked
by my father, of all people, the only one who was supposed to take
care of me, told me it was safe
told me shut my mouth, told me it felt great
told me that he loved me everyday but everyday the only thing that i felt towards him was hate!
now i hate men, hate men, never wanna date men
don’t believe in god, i believe in satan
all my life has been a waste and
if god really does exist, then i need you to pull out your prayer books and just pray some, praise ‘im

pray for us
(x4)

(verse 2)
i’m a cheater who needs her, tell her i love her then beat her
i hate her more and more, disgusted every time that i see her
but somewhere deeper and deeper
i harbor feelings to see her
when i make her bleed the feeling just gets sweeter and sweeter
i see my mother in her eyes, i get the urge to defeat her
like my father used to do when he would crush her and squeeze her
i grab the cuffs and the cleaver, get drunk and rush to e.r
yeah she’s dead, whatever, good excuse to finally leave her
next!
got a 3-year-old, his father left
i tell my friends i’m not in debt
buy a pack of cigarettes, and spend the rest on crystal meth
some days we don’t have a dime, no food on the table left
government -ssistance hasn’t got me feeling stable yet
go to the casino twice a week sit down and place a bet
hoping i can get the win i don’t think i’m degenerate
i love my boy, but i resent him, taught him how to make his bed
that don’t mean what i think you think it means, i hope you pray for him
pray so that he won’t repeat the cycle that he came up in
pray he doesn’t grow to be the victim of slavery
next!
i used to say that i would die for you, you know
half a decade later and i’m dying slow
convinced the world i’m happy and i love my life
but everyday i’m lying though
wake up in the morning, wash my crusty eyes
he wakes up next to you, i know it must be nice
say my morning prayers like the faithful do:
“dear god, please take my life”

pray for us
(x4)

now tell me which of these stories do you imagine is true?
am i the alcoholic or was that just someone i knew?
the suffering is never ending, but one day we’ll get through
just pray for us, i promise, soon, we’ll be the ones praying for you

- chaos

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