My Religion Was Life — AI song by @pocahontas

About “My Religion Was Life”

Artist

@pocahontas

Genre

Rock

Made with

AI music generation on BudgetPixel

Lyrics — “My Religion Was Life” by @pocahontas

# **My Religion Was Life** **Verse 1** Mama lit a candle every Sunday night, Prayed for heaven underneath the fading light. Daddy wore his hands down to the bone, Built a future he would never call his own. I learned early every dream has a price, Every smile hides a sacrifice. The city whispered, "Come and play..." Then slowly stole my soul away. **Pre-Chorus** The clock became my preacher, The paycheck was my creed. Every promise turned to ashes, Every prayer became my need. **Chorus** **My religion was life...** Before the streets baptized me in the night. I believed in hope, believed in grace, Now shadows wear a lover's face. I kissed the darkness just to survive, Loved the devil to feel alive. Every sin became a holy rite... My religion was life. **Verse 2** She wore black beneath cathedral glass, A sinner hiding behind a saintly mask. Rosary wrapped around her hand, Blood and roses covered where we'd stand. She said, "Love isn't clean—it's war." I said, "I've heard that prayer before." Two broken hearts inside the flame, Running from tomorrow without a name. **Pre-Chorus** The choir sang forgiveness, But sirens filled the air. Some people find salvation... We only found each other there. **Chorus** **My religion was life...** Until the city taught me wrong from right. The money came, the angels left, The mirror couldn't hide the theft. Every heartbeat paid the price, Every blessing rolled the dice. I lost my faith but held on tight... My religion was life. **Bridge** Maybe heaven isn't somewhere high above. Maybe hell is simply losing love. Maybe every scar is scripture carved in skin, Teaching saints and sinners where they've been. The cross around my neck still swings, But it cannot erase these broken things. I don't ask if God forgives me anymore... I only wonder what I'm living for. **Final Chorus** **My religion was life...** Not the church, not the gold, not the knife. Not the lies that bought my name, Not the streets that fed the flame. Love can heal, and love can kill, The heart obeys its own free will. When the morning finally finds my eyes, I'll still believe beneath these skies. Because every ending writes another line... Every soul is searching for a sign. And if redemption comes tonight, May it find me holding on to life. **Outro** The bells still ring. The city still breathes. The lovers still run. The workers still bleed. Faith may fade... But life keeps praying through us all. **My religion... was life.**

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