Lyricist : Isabel LaRosa/Thomas LaRosa

Composer : Isabel LaRosa/Thomas LaRosa

Feels like God himself is under my tongue

Thankful, I found the Lord while I'm still young

He won't open up his gates for just anyone

Floating up, touching the ceiling

How the hell are we still breathing?

Never had much to believe in

But I think I'm seeing

Heaven

Heaven

I'm searching for meaning in distractions

Keep fxxking up my life, guess sh!t happens

Everytime I blink, life is passing

Floating up, touching the ceiling

How the hell arе we still breathing?

Nevеr had much to believe in

But I think I'm seeing

Heaven

Heaven

Heaven

Heaven

Heaven

Heaven