Deliver Me - Sir the Baptist, Brandy

I remember my sister Mary

Would get beat by husband who was the deacon in the church

And the whole church knew

But no one would say anything

But I remember so clearly she was in the kitchen washing dishes and she would

encourage herself, quietly because she didn’t want to start anything she’ll say

Lord

Deliver me

'Cause all he seem to do is, hurt me

If you know someone who is dealing with this, pull out your phone and text them

and say I love you

Hurt me

Even if you got this song on repeat

When he would leave the house she will say

Lord

Deliver me

'Cause all he seem to do is, hurt me

Hurt me

You hate me,

But you really love me,

When you balling up inside it creates

Tornadoes in your tummy

Energy spark emotion

Emoted by lots of pressure

Hatred is a small gesture, yes sir

See you nauseous, over this nonsense

But its hard to tell your concious

That paralyzed by the pain

I’m only half of what you own

Lord

Deliver me

'Cause all he seem to do is

Hurt me

Oh Lord, hurt me

Oh Lord

Deliver me, oh

He keeps on hurting me

My heart is heavy

And I don’t want to feel it no more, so heavy

See growing up in the hood

That was the cool factor

We need to change the cool factor

Never hit a woman

I’m sorry