Lyrics
A brown paper bag
With 30-something tablets
To clean up my act
To keep it real candid
I sat down at the table
Took a pill from the palm of an angel
They say that it's good, it could save you
I don't think I wanna do this
But I can't give into my old ways
So go on, honey
Hallelujah for a little faith
The laundry is turning
And every day I've been hurting
I'm always too late or too early
Never on time
The plant has been dying
I've watered it twice, I've been trying
Born green, lived yellow, then drying
I try once in a while
I don't wanna be a killer
But it died right there that day
So go on, sunny
Hallelujah for a little faith
What's it gonna take?
What's it gonna take?
Have a little faith
Have a little faith
Going through your jewelry
I smile, but I know you see through me
You knew who I was 'fore I knew me
On the very first day
Now I know what you're onto
You were just looking for someone to talk to
A beautiful life to belong to
Now you're getting your way
I didn't think I'd want to be here
But something told me I should stay
So go on, mother
Hallelujah for a little faith
What's it gonna take?
What's it gonna take?
Have a little faith
Have a little faith
WRITERS
Ethan Gruska, Ryan Beatty
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Hipgnosis Songs Group
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Abuse and Violence
