9

[Pre-Intro]
I’m just a man..falliin-nng..from men who tried to get rich quick.

[Intro]
Patient number 9, Why are you crying, 
Take him away and Keep his mind,
Watch over him as he grows, 
Mature into the sunflower, 
Or am I just a cactus,
Wilted and withered,

[Verse]
Cause I’m waiting patiently in this one spot,
I fought to hard, (hey!)
Waiting to be picked,
Patient number 9! feels a blockage,
Something broke on the inside,
A part of him that feels gone,
Tears are the consequences, 
Mannerism is my affliction,

[Bridge]
The real curse words comes in the form of false prophecy,
When I seen many men cry, cry, cry!
Over what broke on the inside of them,
Cluttered mind, 
Rapid winds,
And as I,I,I,I,I,I stand still,
Im ru-unning.

[Chorus]
God pick me and fix me, 
Patient number 9,
Diary of my thoughts,
Makes me vulnerableee…enough to cry,
Strangers walking by,
Eyes are red,
They don’t know what’s going on,
But you do.

[Verse]
(ouu)
And in the same day,
You can experience peace,
Ain’t that funny,
The beginning can seem so long,
Dragged with problems,
That doesn’t concern money,
Or proteins,
It’s the mind,
I felt defeated,
In the same day! I cried myself to sle-ep,
And was awakened by the tv,
I woke up to the same room!,
I ran away from yesterday, 

Sometimes you have to revert back to what you know,
I been through all of this over and over and over again,
Just use what you know,
Forgive yourself,
Beg you pardon,
Bow down and find grace,
In the foundation of dirt Im rooted in,
Call out what’s wrong,
And forgive myself, 
Soon a still voice emptied the room,
Forgiveness saves souls,
And peace is that feeling of finally letting go,
Before it’s too late,
And the fruits in the midst of it gardens,
My cup became full again,
I can turn on the light,
A long day of in my mind,

[Chorus]
God pick me and fix me, 
Patient number 9,
Diary of my thoughts,
Makes me vulnerable enough to cry,
Strangers walking by,
Eyes are red,
They don’t know what’s going on,
But you do.

[Bass Solo]

[Intro]
At the bottom of the sea,
I seen a glimpse of sunlight,
While everyone in my tribe hid under a rock, 
With limited resources,
I couldn’t let the sun rest another night,
Without seeing what’s on the other side,
I had to go alone,
And I did,
And I’m beeettter,
So Much Beetterrr!

[Outro]
Patient number 9,
He’s me in the past,
Patient number 9,
You’re not me in my future,
Pay-tient number nine!
He’s me in the paaast,
Patient, number, 9,
You’re not me in my future.

[Guitar Solo]

[Intro]
Who could save a man like me,
Buuttt a Black Souull!!!!!
Who knows when his patient,
Is trapped in a poor man’s hymn,

Who could save a man like me,
Buuttt a Black Souull!!!!!
Who knows when his patient,
Is trapped in a poor man’s hymn,

[Outro]

Save me!
Ohhhh save me,
Can you catch me,
Before they put me in the hole,
And he said I can’t my brother!
You have to do it yourself!
You have to do it yourself,
PATIENT NUMBER 9,
You have to do it yourself,

(Loose me and let me go band)

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