Blood Donor

[Chorus]
Self harm on my arm
I'm a need a blood donor
Death on my door
It's an awful odor
Sudden mood change
Might be bipolar
Three more reasons why the Lord is my shoulder:
It may sound easy but it ain't that
I swear the devil he be [?] Got a j-tag
Some things don't ever change
So I got to make a change in me
Whoa, hah
Just get into my brain, fix me
Don't want no mark on me, like Cain
Can't be a killer, I might just bang
Can't live with the guilt, with the pain
I'm an heir to heaven, that's the clique that I claim

[verse 1]
Quick to listen, slow to anger
That's my mission, my work, my labor
That's the good news, want to give it to a stranger
No voodoo, just my Lord and stranger
God, I got a boo-boo, and I'm bitter inside
Said, "I want to use you, so just put it to the side"
Said, "I'll never lose you, this is just part of the ride"
I got a lot of work to do, it's always dark before the light

[Chorus]
Self harm on my arm
I'm a need a blood donor
Death on my door
It's an awful odor
Sudden mood change
Might be bipolar
Three more reasons why the Lord is my shoulder:
It may sound easy but it ain't that
I swear the devil he be [?] Got a j-tag
Some things don't ever change
So I got to make a change in me
Whoa, hah
Just get into my brain, fix me
Don't want no mark on me, like Cain
Can't be a killer, I might just bang
Can't live with the guilt, with the pain
I'm an heir to heaven, that's the clique that I claim

[verse 2]
These sparrows looking out the [?]
Turn my mind off, 'cause it be too vibrant
I don't want to kill, don't want to choose the violence
But when the night comes, I really be fighting
All these principalities, so I put my pain in the melody
As an offering, that's what you're telling me
That you'll take it all away
Lord, set me free
Take me out of this cask...

[Chorus]
Self harm on my arm
I'm a need a blood donor
Death on my door
It's an awful odor
Sudden mood change
Might be bipolar
Three more reasons why the Lord is my shoulder:
It may sound easy but it ain't that
I swear the devil he be [?] Got a j-tag
Some things don't ever change
So I got to make a change in me
Whoa, hah
Just get into my brain, fix me
Don't want no mark on me, like Cain
Can't be a killer, I might just bang
Can't live with the guilt, with the pain
I'm an heir to heaven, that's the clique that I claim