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nomrah - sinner's soul كلمات أغنية

[intro]
lemme read somethin’
this has been on my phone for a while
“break generational curses
quit yellin’ at your kids before they go to bed and expect them to sleep well
quit yellin’ at your kids in the morning right after they wake up
before school and expect them to have a good day
you set the tone for your children
you set the tone for your voice they will always remember in their heads
you become their inner voice
don’t be their inner critic.”

[verse 1]
yeah
take me back, way back, 2008 (please)
that’s the last time anything felt great (yeah)
worries were a minimal, like surely we’re invincible
if early birds eat plentiful, then surely we look skeletal
from sleeping in on sat_rdays, those ds in the mattress days
now we need our taxes paid, evenings turn back to grey
sometimes it gets discouraging, need encouragement
my memories are polaroids i’m burnin’ man
it’s like a tournament of gladiators grabbin’ razors
slashin’ ways through memories i hold dear (everything)
tryna look back, now it’s gaps and just some holes here (holes here)
ever since that car crash, recalling is a hard task
absolving of a dark past is harder when there’s small cracks
preventing you from knowing where it even went wrong
still, you step through hoping you can try to repent through song (you try)
[chorus]
a sinner’s soul is gorgeous, the cracks are beauty marks
a sinner’s soul is gorgeous, the cracks are beauty marks
a sinner’s soul is gorgeous, the cracks are beauty marks
a sinner’s soul is
a sinner’s soul is gorgeous, the cracks are beauty marks
a sinner’s soul is gorgeous, the cracks are beauty marks
a sinner’s soul is gorgeous, the cracks are beauty marks
a sinner’s soul is gorgeous

[verse 2]
flash forward, now the horror’s set in 2024
goin’ into ’25, where i’ll be turning 24
my 9_5 deprives my time, i’m wanting more (please)
of them nights where i ignite a vibe without a light of smoke for sure
four in the morning, wake up
sore from the floors i’m paid on
poor from the corporate’s pay cuts
or from the force of labor
torn on the hope for people’s kindness
cuz i’m sure we just fendin’ for ourselves, regardless
i try to keep pushin’ on, try to keep pushin’ on
tryna find a way to turn my house back to a cushy home (i am)
try to keep pushin’ on, tryin’ to see through the fog
rise through the crushin’ faults, i am but a wounded dog
regaining his stance so i won’t be locked in a cage again
i’m preparing my hands to come hold a small bit of thankfulness
cuz i rarely have chances to express without shamefulness
so i’ll stare at the glances of the press while i’m saying this
[chorus]
a sinner’s soul is gorgeous, the cracks are beauty marks
a sinner’s soul is gorgeous, the cracks are beauty marks
a sinner’s soul is gorgeous, the cracks are beauty marks
a sinner’s soul is
a sinner’s soul is gorgeous, the cracks are beauty marks
a sinner’s soul is gorgeous, the cracks are beauty marks
a sinner’s soul is gorgeous, the cracks are beauty marks
a sinner’s soul is gorgeous

- nomrah

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