Just send me away from here
Imma get clean for you
From the pull…
Lord, take me home
Just send me away from here
Imma get clean for you
From the pull…
Talked to angels in a language that I don’t trust
Momma said “you blessed,” but the mirror just shrugs
Tryna pray in the dark with the volume up
All these lights, but I still feel blind
All this time, but I still rewind
Hate the fame, but I need that shine
Can’t breathe in peace if I don’t break mine
(mm-mm… don’t break mine)
I seen God in a rearview glitch
Told me, “boy, don’t flinch.”
Every scar just a prayer you stitched
Every fall is a gospel twist
(take me home)
Just send me away from here
(I can’t stay—)
Imma get clean for you
From the pull… from the pull…
(from the pull…) [Verse 2 – Beat Opens Up, Floating Synths, Slight Tempo Lift] I been sleepin’ on clouds, but I still wake low
Tried to give ’em my soul, but they framed it in gold
Tried to laugh through the ache, but the punchlines fold
Tried to stretch out the light, but the sunrise cold
I ain’t never been safe in the fame I built
It’s a house made of glass, and the floors tilt
Every “I love you” comes with guilt
Every dream I chase feel like stilts
I been runnin’ from a voice in me
Sound like dad, but it’s void and deep
Told me “Son, you were born to leap,”
But I ain’t land yet — just floatin’ sleep
(mmm-mm-mm…)
(pull… pull… pull…) [Final Hook – Broken, Almost Whispered, Minimal Instrumentation] Lord, take me home
(mmm, yeah)
Just send me away from here
Imma get clean for you
From the pull…
(from the pull…)
(from the pull…)