These Tears (feat. Natalie Lauren & Rich Perez)

Because y'all know how it feels, right?
Like, when you're around people that are grieving
It can be very difficult to be around people that are sad and depressed and grieving
You almost don't know what to do
You don't know what to say
But the places that were so liberating and so comforting
Were the places that allowed me to feel like I can be all those things
And love and intimacy were never in jeopardy
Like, I was broken

I was fragile
I was doubtful
I was paralyzed

These tears
They taste different

I think this happens often times in faith community

They feel different going down

If I were to experience sadness, people would say, but joy

Cause These tears
They taste different
They feel different going down
They feel different going down

Don't give me cliche when I'm questioning God
Don't give me easy answers when the questions is hard
Like if it's going to be all right, why I'm left in the dark?
Is death a blessing or not?
Would certain lessons ever get learned?
If loved ones never slept in the sod
Grief ain't like Netflix at all
Can't choose your seasons or when to exit the plot
Pressure's a lot

These tears
They taste different
They feel different going down
Cause These tears
They taste different
They feel different going down

Yeah
Let me cry
Let me feel
Let me try
Let me heal
Yeah, my eyes very filled
Yeah, my life very real
Yeah, my life very real
Yeah, my eyes very filled
Let me try
Let me heal

Three letters, R-I-P
Keep taking all out of me
Please, baby, pardon me
I done lost a part of me
Cliches, I ain't ask for those
I need a space where I can ask for hope
Life change pastor spoke
Dust to dust, casket closed

Yeah
I thought it passed me by, but that's a lie
Kadeem Hardison and Jasmine Guy
My world different
I'm talking to my girl different
Altercation, arguing for energy
I'm escaping, digging a hole through Shawshank
Andy Dufresne, small shank
Drawing blanks
My memories was vivid
Then they all take the bulb away
Start to fade
I'm in the water
Hard to wait
It's hard to wait for God to save
It's all a daze

Don't give me cliche when I'm questioning God
Don't give me easy answers when the questions is hard
Like if it's going to be all right, why I'm left in the dark?
Is death a blessing or not?
Would certain lessons ever get learned?
If loved ones never slept in the sod
Grief ain't like Netflix at all
Can't choose your seasons or when to exit the plot
Pressure's a lot

I think this happens all the time in the faith community where
if I were to experience sadness, people would say, but joy
If I were to experience fear, people would say, but faith
If I were to experience doubt, people would say, but trust
And what it, what that conditioned me to believe was that
my feelings were juxtaposed to faith
And I, I realized that as I understood by virtue of people that were
giving me the permission to be broken and fragile was
my feelings of sadness, depression, and fear and anxiety
They weren't enemies, but allies to faith
They helped me to see God more clearly