Yah-yah.Bando7 Yah-yah.Bando7 Mmmm-hmm-mmm B.a.n.d.o. lets go go go oh oh oh Another fight, Another night, another newborn born in another storm not yet knowing what his future holds for him Still here, tho Still breathing. what's the meaning all the suffering what's the meaning. say my name...Bando 7, got to keep my hand upon this motherfucking weapon, just in case another man feel like testing me, Lately Life been fuckin stressing me, God Damn Lord, Dont let this world get what's left of me, I'm starting to think the fuckin devil put a Hex on me, always overthinking everything I just can't let it be maybe my life is meant 2 be jus a big mess train wreck destiny, fighting with depression and it's getting the best of me..Bando7 Lord I need You come rescue me. Mmm, yeah, yeah Another sunrise through the smoke Another soul trying not to fold Another siren cuts the quiet of the night, Another child arrives beneath a broken sky. He doesn’t know the weight this world can place, Or how some dreams get buried before they find their shape. Still here, though, lungs pulling in the air, Counting every heartbeat like a whispered prayer. If pain is part of life, then tell me what it means— Why do the strongest souls wake up inside a dream? I keep my guard high, I stay ready for the test, Too many cold hands reaching for what’s left. Every day comes loaded, every hour feels tense, I’m building walls so tall I can’t see past them yet. My mind keeps circling roads I’ve already crossed, Turning every little doubt into another loss. I’m tired of fighting shadows underneath my skin— If heaven still can hear me, let the light come in. Bando 7, call my name through the thunder, I’ve been carrying a world that keeps pulling me under. I’m bruised, not broken, though the night gets heavy, Still breathing, still standing, still trying to be ready. Bando 7, when the pressure starts rising, Keep me from becoming what the darkness is disguising. Lord, reach down before there’s nothing left to save— Pull me from the wreckage, lead me out the grave. Muthafuckin 7, got to keep my hand upon this motherfucking weapon, just in case another man feel like testing me, Lately Life been fuckin stressing me, God Damn Lord, Dont let this world get what's left of me, I'm starting to think the fuckin devil put a Hex on me, always overthinking everything I just can't let it be maybe my life is meant 2 be jus a big mess train wreck destiny, fighting with depression and it's getting the best of me..Bando7 Lord I need You come rescue me. Lately every thought feels sharp around the edges, I’m balancing my hope on collapsing ledges. The devil keeps whispering, “You’ll never get free,” But I know that voice ain’t the truth speaking through me. I’ve made mistakes, yeah, I carry those scars, Some nights I feel lost underneath these stars. I call it fate when I can’t explain the pain, But maybe broken tracks can still change their train. I don’t need a crown, I just need one clear day, One breath without the fear trying to take me away. I’ve been wrestling depression, feeling drained and alone, Still searching for a way to make this darkness my own My mind keeps circling roads I’ve already crossed, Turning every little doubt into another loss. But somewhere underneath all the noise and regret, There’s a small voice telling me, “Don’t give up yet.” Bando 7, call my name through the thunder, I’ve been carrying a world that keeps pulling me under. I’m bruised, not broken, though the night gets heavy, Still breathing, still standing, still trying to be ready fo whenever pressure starts rising, Keep me from becoming what the darkness is disguising. Lord, reach down before there’s nothing left to save— Pull me from the wreckage, lead me out the grave If I lose my way, be the road beneath me, If I lose my faith, be the strength to keep me. I don’t want this pain to be the end of my story, I want to turn these ashes into something holy No more running from the blood inside my veins, No more letting fear decide my name. Even if tomorrow comes with another storm, I’ll protect the little light keeping my heart go go going. Another fight, Another night, another newborn born in another storm not yet knowing what his future holds for him Still here, tho Still breathing. what's the meaning all the suffering what's the meaning. say my name...Bando 7, got to keep my hand upon this motherfucking weapon, just in case another man feel like testing me, Lately Life been fuckin stressing me, God Damn Lord, Dont let this world get what's left of me, I'm starting to think the fuckin devil put a Hex on me, always overthinking everything I just can't let it be maybe my life is meant 2 be jus a big mess train wreck destiny, fighting with depression and it's getting the best of me..Bando7 Lord I need You come rescue me. Bando 7, call my name thru the thunderstorm.u can Be Reborn
