you be free Set you free you burned for me Set you free only you can Set you free set you free you burned Set you free Set you free you burned for me
¶w I. Mr. Money Miss Mediocraty: a??Hey there sweetie. Don't I know you? I swear I recognize your face... and those beautiful eyes... You know, they
"Free us from sin" "Tell me that you love me" This is the end "I know that you do" Of her way Never ever again Follow me down "God forgive this hunger
you know that you are Dead (I wake up sweating) They tell me you are better off Where you are now Well, I don't care They tell me that your pain is
?t make us winners I don?t know what will I bet we would hang ourselves, if the world would just cut us the slack and now you think maybe you should see
deep inside than you don't want to show. There's something that you hide, 'cause you're afraid I'll go. But no. Tell me where it hurts. You tell me
kids can grasp it and salvation is granted, to those who ask it but even if you don't know systematic theology or eschatology you know Jesus is who you
I don't wanna lose no more Big Mello I got you, and I'm fin to tell everybody all about you This life we live is hard, you was another gift to my life
it stop me searching Will it be enough Don't want your sympathy Sometimes I don't know who to be Hey, what you're looking for No-one knows the answer
take it, they is a concern See the good in the ones that have burned And you never got all that you've earned Don't interupt me, I speak to the lord
you You know there's someone out there who unconditionally, religiously, loves you So just hold on 'cause you know it's true And if you can take the pain And you
. I'll watch you fall. You stand for nothing; fake as the rest. I can't wait for your downfall. Your day will come. Don't you tell me my mistakes. At
tell me Let it go Don't you know you've got to Let it go You're a tortured soul You've got to let it go It'll drive you mad and pull you down You
Now that you set everybody free What are you going to do about me? Don't want to be treated like some poor grateful clown I'd rather go back to the sweet
?m living proof oh, look at me an tell the truth ?cause i know you want it too True beauty is so painful Don?t you know you?ve got to suffer at the
can't you see it. Why are you so stubborn to ignore the meaning. Creators son I am - you don't believe it. You read the prophecies but you don't see through