Testo Revival

The air was cold, oh, and the money was tight
I clung to her body that night pretending I was in love
See I been told that this kind of living aint right
but it becomes hard to fight when it fits like a glove

And I'm tired of dodging blows under the table
I can't do what I been told, living young but growing old
And I say, I'm just holding on for my survival
And I can't ever seem to just let it be
My wheels keep rollin' on even though my money's gone
Well, Imma go home and pray for the revival

See my father was made straight from the salt of the earth
He taught me bout a dollar bills worth, he thought me how to survive
Cain't be a slave, losing my life to my work
Aint easy and I know it's gon hurt, but it keeps me alive

Said, I think it's time for me to go while I'm still able
I can't do what I been told, living young but growing old

And I say, I'm just holding on for my survival
And I can't ever seem to just let it be My wheels keep rollin' on even though my money's gone
Well, Imma go home and pray for the revival
Imma go home and pray for the revival

So, I'm just holding on for my survival
And I can't ever seem to just let it be
My wheels keep rollin' on even though my money's gone
Well, Imma go home and pray for the revival
Yeah, Imma go home and pray for the revival