PRAY FOR ME Verse 1 I wear my name like borrowed clothing, Nothing ever fits my skin. Every mirror keeps a ledger Of every place I’ve ever been. My halo learned to counterfeit me, My hands smell like another goodbye. There’s a chapel in my bloodstream Where every candle wants to die. I keep leaving all the lights on, Like heaven might confuse the door. Funny how your bones can hold you— But still make you feel like a stranger in your own skin. ⸻ Pre-Chorus If grace was measured by deserving, I was bankrupt years ago. So I learned to kiss the poison Like it was the only thing I owed. ⸻ Chorus Pray for me. Don’t wait for me. I’ve been trading little pieces of my soul For something I can swallow whole. Pray for me. Don’t save a seat. Pray for me. Mercy’s got my name misspelled, Love forgot my street. If God comes asking where I’ve been— Tell Him I got lost in me. Pray… Pray for me. Pray for me. ⸻ Verse 2 Every promise leaves fingerprints On another empty glass. Every morning feels like evidence Against a future that won’t last. I know exactly how to disappear Without leaving the room. I’m a masterpiece of camouflage— A wildfire dressed as perfume. I keep saying, “I’m okay.” Like repetition makes it true. Turns out lies can sound like hymns If you sing them long enough. ⸻ Pre-Chorus Every saint had someone mourning. Every sinner had a name. Mine dissolved into the static Long before the ambulance came. ⸻ Chorus Pray for me. Don’t wait for me. I’ve been trading little pieces of my soul For something I can swallow whole. Pray for me. Don’t save a seat. Pray for me. Mercy’s got my name misspelled, Love forgot my street. If God comes asking where I’ve been— Tell Him I got lost in me. Pray… Pray for me. Pray for me. ⸻ Bridge Some days I swear I almost make it. I almost answer when my mother calls. I almost believe The mirror’s lying. I almost think I’m worth the cost. Then the silence Learns my language. And every ghost Knows how to pray. Not for healing— Just enough forgiveness To survive another day. ⸻ Final Chorus Pray for me. Not because I’m dying— Because I forgot How living feels. Pray for me. I don’t need a miracle. Just one reason Not to fade away. Pray for me. If mercy has a doorway, Maybe leave the light on. I’ll be the shadow Standing outside— Too ashamed to knock. Too ashamed to be. Pray… Pray for me. Pray for me.
