Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe Lord forgive me, Lord forgive me Things I don't understand Sometimes I need to be alone I can feel your energy from two planets away I got my drink, I got my music I would share it but today I'm yelling

Is it mine, Lord is it mine? When everything's dark and nothing seems right, I know that there's a reason why I need to be alone I need to find a silent place that I can call my own There's nothing to win and there's no need to fight I never cease to

(Sista soul) You must be my soul sista, soul sista, you my You must be my soul sista, soul sista, hey sis La da, da, da It's all in her eyes, you and me Words just disguise all the things that you need What is deep, it's deeper than skin So Lord only

I feel my wheels have come undone I've fallen off my tracks Lord, I need your guiding hand If I'm to make it back Oh, make it back, back, back...

And a trip to the moon It was the needle and the spoon Thirty days, lord and thirty nights I'm comin' home on an airplane flight Mama waitin' at the ticket line Tell me son why do you stand there cryin' Took me away, took me away I've been feelin' so

It's a long, hard road I'm traveling on Seems forever I've been gone Yeah, it's a long hard road I'm traveling on Lord I need to find my way back home I hear the voice my sweet momma called me Telling me to change my ways In my mind, I smell the dogwood

You got the love To see me through Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air Sometimes I feel like saying "Lord I just don't care" But you've got the love I need I know I can count on you Sometimes it seems the going is just too rough And

Who says you can't have it all I've got everything a broken heart needs Oh, I'm doin' fine don't you worry 'bout me 'Cause I'm Lord and Master Of a fool's Taj Mahal A stark-naked light bulb hangs over my head There's one lonely pillow on my double bed

Everything to God in prayer Take it to the Lord in prayer What a friend we have in Jesus All our sins and griefs to bear And what a privilege to carry Oh, what peace we often forfeit Oh, what needless pain we bear All because we do not carry Have we

(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Lord knows I need something to fill this void Lotta shit happens, like, being in show business A lot of shit happens, like, like, I make a lot of money, you know And I'm really happy about it And I'm not