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hilda del norte - which saint? lyrics

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lord god, are you still here? (ya, ya)
i know i act like i don’t care (don’t care)
priest saying “i ain’t home there.”
life’s a blessin’ or unfair (aye)

[chorus]
i got food on my plate, good friends on my wake
i wanna pray, but which saint? (which saint? ah)
i got food on my plate, good friends on my wake
i wanna pray, but which saint? (which saint?)
[verse 1]
reading the bible
sang many recitals
some believe in idols
some believe revivals
revisions come and go like society’s ethics
profession every move, like i study physics

i’m confused; my beliefs idle
like i choose and cherry+pick a title that fits me
looking for loop holes like a dirty lawyer
serving only best tips like a greedy waiter (ah)

[chorus]
i got food on my plate, good friends on my wake
i wanna pray but which saint? (which saint?)
i got food on my plate, good friends on my wake
i wanna pray but which saint? (which saint? which saint?)

[verse 2]
roll of the dice could have been born in any body
my life’s drawn ugly, i just colour pretty
i hope to god, no one ever looks too closely
i’ve traced in jagged lines, when my hands worry

my personality never stay in tact
seems like i whisper what i have and screaming what i lack
my lullabies are crises lines to fall asleep
tried calling my dreams, but lately she’s been hard to reach
[chorus]
i got food on my plate, good friends on my wake
i wanna pray but which saint? (which saint?)
i got food on my plate, good friends on my wake
i wanna pray but which saint? (which saint? which saint?)

[bridge]
lord god, are still here? (still here?)
i really hope that you still care (still care)
i don’t really feel like i’m home here (home here)
life’s a blessin’ or unfair

[chorus]
i got food on my plate, good friends on my wake
i wanna pray, but which saint? (yeah!)
i got food on my plate, good friends on my wake
i wanna pray, but which saint? (which saint? which saint?)

[verse 3]
when days are dark it’s hard to see the scriptures
given so many paths, one i picked had a rupture
a verse read like a road sign with a cryptic doubt
none of them a shortcut or a scenic route

i’ve prayed less cause i don’t think i deserve it
not reading a passage, think i’m wasting the knowledge
a different name, but circling’ the same prophet
live life of pi or live like an agnostic (ah)
[chorus]
i got food plate, good friends on my wake
i wanna pray, but which saint? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i got food plate, good friends on my wake
i wanna pray, but which saint? (which saint? which saint?)

[verse 4]
i got placed in this world
i didn’t ask for a lesson
just started class and i’m already suspended
lord, should i see if there be something more to me?
i don’t wanna play hero within conceited means

i still hope to be kind, and cleanse any hate
really, i’m only as strong as my faith
when i stumble it’s you that i wanna look up to
win or lose, you’re the only hope to get me through

[chorus]
i got food plate, good friends on my wake
i wanna pray, but which saint? (yeah!)
i got food plate, good friends on my wake
i wanna pray, but which saint? (which saint? which saint?)

- hilda del norte lyrics

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