Verse 1:. You're a rich man living only for yourself. Arrogant, addicted to your wealth. You've got your money and it's all you know. Your ignorant of what lies below.
ABIBELL - The Beginning. . look at me that i was you. so why not to try slow down. look at me that i was you. want to fell right for every mistake. . begin to shut up.
You change from winter to the spring while I am sleeping. Beneath these apple trees of sorrow grown for me. I read the letters in your pocket, they say you're starving now.
Boy, you're one of a kind in your way. But you just don't taste that now. Let your candies all spill on the ground. And she'll follow them with her mouth.
Well the lights go down in Brooklyn. As she's walking out the door. Oh and they're lining up like soldiers. Going off to fight the war. And all the colors look like fireworks.
Father, into Your courts I will enter. Maker of Heaven and Earth. I tremble. In Your holy presence. . Glory, glory in Your sanctuary. Splendor and majesty Lord.
Verse 1:. . When the sun fell low in the blood red sky yeah. Every house called out as we passed them by yeah. She would grab my hand as the trees leaned in yeah.
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