Angels - Big K.R.I.T.

Angels - Big K.R.I.T.
I think angels get high
Cause I can't describe all these clouds in the sky
I think God must have cried
Cause I can't describe all this rain in my life
I think angels get high
When the sun goes down
Heroes don't come outside
I seen too many villains provide
How can I choose a side to be on
Tell a junkie be gone
Cause I don't push what he on or she on
Like before
Sometimes it's hard to pay the debt that you owe
Too much of something good
Will have you strung on the floor
Thunderstorms forever form outside my home
I swear these angels taking bong hits
I wonder if that flood that came through
Just because that left us on the curb
Was one of God's tears
To wash away the pain that we had
The house wasn't much
The neighborhood was bad
The basement won't save us but the prayers get us past
The rumbling and the thundering never last
So I ask
So I ask
So I ask
I think angels get high
Cause I can't describe all these clouds in the sky
I think God must have cried
Cause I can't describe all this rain in my life
I think angels get high
Standing on the roof while helicopters swoop by
I think they don't see us
Not even FEMA could redeem the very faith we all lost
That made us once believers
Natural disasters bring us closer
My partner never prayed
Until he thought the world was over
2012 December 1st he called me in a panic
He heard a storm was coming
And it might destroy the planet dammit
I called him back tomorrow
Because the boat I been paddling
Can't deal with so much sorrow
Borrowed time wasted
I probably shoulda played it safe
Instead of storm chasing
But the prayers will get us past
The rumbling and the thundering never last
So I ask
So I ask
So I ask
I think angels get high
Cause I can't describe all these clouds in the sky
I think God must have cried
Cause I can't describe all this rain in my life
I think angels get high