Mean It
You can't fight the rain
Just get a bucket and go count the droplets you catch
No, it isn't insane
To live a luxury life when your slot reels don't match
Or maybe it is
Baby life ain't, got no damn punchline or glue
Oh I'd like to think, yes I would
That I didn't just come for the food
I wanna mean it
Lord, help me see it
I wanna mean it
Lord, give me meaning
My fellow ingrates
We say fuck it and go out and spend what we make
It might be insane
To live a luxury life while I miss my phone payment
Or maybe it isn't
Maybe life ain't, got no damn punchline or glue
Oh I'd like to think, yes I would
You're just as clueless as me too
I wanna mean it
Lord, help me see it
I wanna mean it
Lord, give me meaning
I wanna mean it
No, forgiving ain't a sin
Nor believing
Oh, I wanna be what I have never been
I wanna mean it
Lord, help me see it
I wanna mean it
Lord, give me meaning
Autor(es): Terence Ryan
