Dave opens up like never before on 175 Months, the raw second track from his third album The Boy Who Played The Harp, out today via Neighbourhood Recordings.
At just 26, the South London storyteller turns a simple prayer into a gut-wrenching audit of his soul—grappling with lost friends, faded faith, and the pull of fame that tests it all. It’s that classic Dave: bars packed with specifics that feel universal, like remembering Abdullah who died at 16, forever frozen at that age while everyone else ages on. “Abdullah died at sixteen, and I still feel that same rage / Cah we all gettin’ older and he still the same age,” he raps, his voice cracking over a sparse, harp-tinged beat that lets the weight sink in.
This isn’t just venting; it’s a direct line to God, confessing skipped church, diamond hypocrisy “How am I tryna pray for Congo with these diamonds on my neck?” and pleas for his mum, his ex, even his managers’ wives. Echoing his mum’s old ritual of anointing his head with oil and reciting Psalm 23, Dave wrestles with the boy he was and the man he’s become, swapping needles for pens but still poisoning his circle in new ways. Fans are already pouring out on X, sharing how it hits home, the tears over absent loved ones, the guilt of calling on faith only in crisis.
After four years since We’re All Alone In This Together, this album feels like Dave reclaiming his voice, with features from Tems and James Blake waiting in the wings. 175 Months sets the tone: honest, heavy, and hopeful in the hurt.
Dive into the 175 MONTHS lyrics below and unpack its soul-baring depth. Don’t miss other The Boy Who Played The Harp tracks for more of Dave’s unflinching truth.
| Lead Vocals | Dave |
| Songwriter | Dave, James Blake & Saint Harison |
| Music Producer | Dave, James Blake, Jo Caleb & Jonny Leslie |
| Label | Neighbourhood Recordings & Interscope Records |
| Distributor | Universal Music Group |
| Release Date | October 24, 2025 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | Neighbourhood Recordings & Interscope Records |
Lyrics of 175 Months by Dave
[Intro]
Admittance Is The Key To Start The Healin’, Right?
But I Didn’t Wanna Eat That Humble Pie, No, I
[Verse 1: Dave]
Father God, Forgive Me
It’s Been A Couple Years, There May Be More, That I Ain’t Prayed
Even Longer I Ain’t Been To Church, God, I’m Ashamed
Embarrassed Of My Ways, But Still, I’m Asking For Your Grace. Feel Like I Been Led Astray
By The Drinkin’ And The Spirits I Let Take Me When I Ride And The Ladies In The Night
Most People, They Got Demons. I Got Angels That I Fight
Tryna Save You From My Pli’
I Pray I Make It To The Light. South London Where We Lie
Abdullah Died At Sixteen, And I Still Feel That Same Rage
Cah We All Gettin’ Older And He Still The Same Age
It’s His Twenty-seventh Birthday, And In His Pic, He’s Fourteen
Back When We Had All Dreamed
There’s Stephanie, She Left At Fourteen
And He Lived At Number Seventeen, And I Was Number Twelve
When I Used To Think That If I’d Skip Church, I Go To Hell
So When They Ask About Grief And How It Feels, I Know It Well
I Missed His Tenth Anniversary In 2024
I Know The Value Of This Picture, We Ain’t Gettin’ Any More
Then I Go, And I Get Angry, God, Like, “Why’d You Take Him For?” He Was Just A Baby. All
These Emotions That I’m Feelin’, It’s The Strength I Pray For
God, For Anyone That’s With Us That Can Vouch I Pray For
Pray That I Feel Less Lonely In This House I Prayed For
I Pray That
[Verse 2: Dave]
(Yeah) With This Cross That You Bear On Me
Can You Look After My Mum? She Probably Used Her Last Prayer On Me
Can’t Let The Devil In, There’s Repentance In The Bible
God, Remind My Ex Of This. Feel Like We Was Meant For This
Move Mountains And Boulders
We Had A [?] Our Parents Getting Older, May They Never Need A Shoulder
I Done Shit I Can’t Condone, Real Sermons On My Own
I’m In Church More Worried ’bout The Service On My Phone
And On Judgement Day, Are You Gonna Write It In My Sins?
Cah My Nigga, He Got Cancer, And I’m Lyin’ To His Kids
God, I’m Tryin’, But It Hits Me In My Heart
I Done Lost So Many Niggas That’s Been With Me From The Start
Then I Pray For Quick Change And I Ain’t Even Try It Fast
All I Ever Did Was Ask, Shattered Glass, Crucifixes On My Chest
Pray To Purchase A Patek. For My Church, They Cut A Check
How Am I Tryna Pray For Congo With These Diamonds On My Neck?
There’s A Father And There’s A Son
Pray That I Can Show Him How To Love A Woman Through His Mum
Because I Never Got The Chance, And I Just Want The Best
For My Three Little Nieces That I Carry On My Chest
I’m Prayin’ For My Managers, I’m Prayin’ For Their Wives
’cause God Knows That They’re The Ones That Sacrifice Their Lives
I Would’ve Said Their Names, But God, You Know Who I Mean
I’m Prayin’ For My Brothers, God, Protect Us On The Streets
I Had A Steak At Carbone, And Didn’t Pray Before I Eat
It’s Like I Call You When I Need You, And I Don’t, We Don’t Speak
Ground Rules For My Niggas Found Schools Back At Lambeth Town Hall
I Helped Him Pray, But Didn’t Know It Was On My Downfall, So When I’m Ice-cold
[Chorus: Dave]
When No Blood Is In My Veins, Numbers On My Days
Will I Say I Love This Life Of Rain?
I’m Just Prayin’ That My Purpose Can Justify My Pain
I’m Just Prayin’ That My Purpose Can Justify My Pain
[Verse 3: Dave]
My Mum Used To Creep In My Room And Put
Oil And A Cross On My Head, Anoint Me And Probably Read
A Verse Like Psalm 23; “The Lord Is My Shepherd,” And Maybe Matthew 4
The Word Is My Weapon Tonight
If I Can’t Pray For Peace, Then I Just Pray We Win The War
It’s Been Twenty-six Years, I Don’t Know What I’m Fightin’ For
Well, Maybe It’s A Place To Fill Your Ever-lastin’ Lie
In A World Where Kids That Die Get A Second Chance At Life, Christ
I Don’t Know What To Say To You
I Pray To You; Forgive Me For The Days I Had A Reason To And I Ain’t Had Faith In You
You Did It For The Sake Of Me, And How I’ve Forsaken You
I Prayed For New Shoes And I Used Them To Walk Away From You
Made It Out With Drugs, Swapped The Pen For The Needles
And I Just Found A Different Way To Poison My People
You Could Say It’s Testimony That I’m Tellin’ Them My Story
But How We Sellin’ Them The Devil, Still Giving God The Glory? Can I Pray?
[Outro]
Ooh, Ooh, Oh, Ooh
Take Care Of Me
Ooh, Ooh, Oh, Ooh
Can I, Can I Go On To Put The Drums On Top Of Both Of Those [?]?
But Yeah, Yeah, It’s [?] Bzz-bzz-k
Ooh, Ooh, Oh, Ooh
Take Care Of Me
Ooh, Ooh, Oh, Ooh
Take Care Of Me
Ooh
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