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Вершы: Disciple. This Might Sting A Little. Furthermore.


You're not listening to me,
you don't hear a word say you don't understand the message I bring,
you don't know the truth
here's an idea I'll just throw it at you
let's say the sweetest man in all existence was brutalized
so you could be with Him marred more than any man,
humiliated in public
you'd think that's enough but is it, but is it?

let's pretend all you had to do was ask Him in
how much easier could that possibly be?
you wouldn't have to sacrifice your pet rhinoceros
every time you sinned every time you sinned

I could tell you if a man were to do that for me
I'd have to lay in His arms to get closer to see the one who is,
one who was, and that is to be
but I'm too lazy to get on my knees

bring me closer Jesus
never let me go
mark your name on me
so I will always know that I feel, I feel you here

anyway what was I talking about I can not leave
and I can't figure out my soul is bloody my tears are gain
I need your fire send down the rain
pour the blood of Jesus over me
I need your Jesus