Preacher's Daughter featuring Tarsha McMillian

She had a habit that she couldn't really stop
 Needed money so she had to hit the block
 Nobody knew it so
 She steady had to play a role
 Went to church
 But surely tearin' up her soul
 She'd repent sometimes
 Then she'd press rewind
 Started over messin' up her life
 Couldn't cope so she had to hit a knee slow
 Started prayin' to the Lord
 She was a preacher's daughter
 Sendin' herself the tears
 Sendin' herself the tears
 A preacher's daughter
 So she had common sense
 It's ashamed the way her life went
 He's too busy though
 Steady savin souls
 To realize he lost one of his own
 Full of pain and stuck out in the dark
 I even heard her father made his mark
 Now she's confused
 Now she's about to lose everything
 She thought she ever owned
 Preacher's daughter
 Sendin' herself the tears
 Sendin' herself the tears
 (It's a cryin' shame, oh)
 It's a shame she couldn't make a way out
 Now I'm sittin' here twiddlin' my thumbs
 'Cause her life is gone and her kids are gone
 And she lost everything and see her own father
 Was a preacher but he couldn't pray for her
 'Cause he was too busy prayin' for everybody else
 And layin' hands on all the women in the congregation
 But I guess that's what goes on
 When you walk right and perfect
 And your whole house seems to be perfect
 And behind closed doors everybody suffers from some kind of demon
 But nobody knows it until it all unvails itself
 Your own daughter is out there
 Locked out in the dark
 She was a preacher's daughter
 Help me, Lord, help me, Lord
 Help me, Lord, I need You right now
 I need you daddy
 Could you hear me prayin'
 Don't you hear me prayin'
 (She's somebody's daughter)
 I need you, say I need you
 I don't know what to do
 I'm dyin' inside
 (She's somebody's baby)
 I can't stop the tears from fallin'
 I need you, I need you, I need you, daddy
 Oh, I need you