Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Josiah Landon Ryser
Songwriter:in
Judah Wisniew
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Lyrics
Summer's getting colder
As I'm growing older
It doesn't last as long as I remember
Feel bipolar
The wind it starts to blow
Time it starts to slow
The rain is rolling in
But the rain, it leads to snow
But I like the snow, life coming back in this classic flow
If you ask me where I was just a week ago
I woulda told you I was grounded, six below
I was talking about Gramps at his funeral
I was told about the pain I would undergo
Dressed up all black never let it show
Let it out on the track how I'm meant to grow, ah
(Bad) What if I lose all my friends?
(Good) I'm closer to God than the sin
(Bad) It's cold and it's lonely, feel like a phony
(Good) Jesus is there though, He hold me
(Bad) What do I do with my life?
(Good) It's fine if you're following Christ
(Bad) Only single person in my family
(Good) But now it's ok I get to play with the baby
Not depressed I got different demons
Stop the stress, I'm tryna live like Jesus
I'll confess that I'm a mess
And I've been pressured about the change in season
Don't even listen, I'm used to it
Hate when they stubborn, I don't get it
Hang around that, they transmit it
I already can tell, you ain't wit it
There's proof of God in my life
Ever since 2 0 0 5
Lord would you please be my guide
And lead me back to the light
I want to see through your eyes
I want to feel when you cry
Please be my comfort tonight
Please be my comfort tonight
But I like the snow, life coming back in this classic flow
If you ask me where I was just a week ago
I woulda told you I was grounded, six below
I was talking about Gramps at his funeral
I was told about the pain I would undergo
Dressed up all black never let it show
Let it out on the track how I'm meant to grow, ah
(Bad) This ain't a very easy way of livin'
It takes a strong man to be a Christian
What's it gonna take for them to turn from their pride
And to listen, Lord you know I'm subject to the mission
You paid for their sins, they're indignant
Praying for their souls, Lord forgive them
They just wanna spend their lives hell bent
They're ignoring your son, but he's the heaven sent
Talking the bad, man I'm talking the good
Making them smile my uke in the hood
Nobody smiling when evil's afoot
I'm dead in my sin without Jesus I'm cooked
Don't know where to begin you should open his book
Come take a seat now come take a look
Asleep in the garden my savior they took
You defeated the grave but you rescued the crook
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Written by: Josiah Landon Ryser, Judah Wisniew