Jesus come to me, i need your help!. Satan's attacking me!. . I hate satan, I hate satan,. I love Jesus, I love Jesus. . I will stand and begin to fight.
God I was wrong. I want to focus on you. renew my heart. cause I want to love. . guide....... my mind. my eyes. my ears. my voice. you bore the pain. for my sin.
Everyday when you turn away from your world, boy. You're ignoring your life and, oh, what a shame, boy?. . Stay in time boy, don't get out of line, boy.
You're so far out. That you've gone right in. And you're so turned in. That you've turned right off. . Let's not forget about the reason. Let's not forget about the slow dance.
An embarrassment of riches. Up ahead between the ditches. Steady on, pails of blue glass beads and baubles. In the toilets of the super models. . Steady on watch what you wish for.
In natural selection I've avoided all detection. And the tender bits underneath. All with window dressing and calculated guessing. And a bark bigger than my teeth.
Smokescreen, oil patch. Road full of thumb tacks. Stiletto umbrella, steel bowler hat. And spectacles made of bulletproof glass. . Armour in the rat race.
Say you mean it. (Say you do). Say you don't. (Or maybe not). . Say it's stupider, be the genius. (Make your mind). Or be a clown. (Open wide). . Be the witchdoctor and cast your spell around.
Add it to the list of square jawed decisions. I refuse to make for the same reason. San Franciscans don't leave on account of an earthquake. There are textbook moves and trails to blaze.
Mi vida será nostalgia. La noche de ti me embriagará. Y mis sueños de repente. Se despertarán.. . Mis caminos serán de tropiezo. Las rocas de ti me hablarán.
I wanna do the right thing. I wanna be the sure shot. I wanna have my mind straight. I wanna have my point got. . I wanna be a good man. I wanna have my act down.
Just like Leia's Father, you hit we hit back harder. Like Huss and Stephen, I am not afraid to be a Martyr. California sun and sky slip inside a suit and tie.
We came with jams equipped and I. I brought some rhymes to spit and I. Beats to move your feet and hips and I. Jesus, in these lyrics now. . We haven't stayed here, all these years to be no superstars.
Had an old friend call me up this morning. Telling me about how he had changed. His life's not the same. Warning me about a place. So far away from heaven's grace.
I woke up this morning. And I just had to thank God for my life. Just read through James book. Start to pray and I ask God for a wife. . It's a time of devotion.
Religious fanatic, that's what they say. True, I may be on the brink. I hear them yell at us, "Shut up and play". Well, who asked what you think?. . No time for mediocracy.
So what becomes of those small unwanted souls. Who spend their lives breaking their backs?. Those who dig the gold for the rich and powerful. Who place their feet upon their necks?.
I want to say yes to what you say. If there's a movement then I want to sway. Get a piece of the action, uh huh, uh huh. . And I want to see you in the crowd.
When she spoke her face was framed with suspended motion. Laughing at all her friends and their mothers notion. I raised to try to see if I could believe her.
Gonna take it step by step. Little by little, that's all. And though it may be a long time. If you and I'm strong, that's all. . Winter froze us like a blue Monday.