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Published on September 27, 2023 3:06:16 AM ● Video Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ilJGDNoFs0o

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This one's about how we starve for affection, how we die for attention, how we lash out with aggression, how we're lost and we're floating lingering in suspension.
How we choke on unknowing, wanting some compensation.
How we walk in our shoes till there's holes in our socks
How we form every truth, while we're fighting the clock.
This one's for the backburner overturned and left angered
Solitude instead converter, onward from the outskirter.
Prayers that cry through all the hurt.
Where we hide and count all worth.
We can't decide, we're never sure.
Asking why our hearts still burn.
A catalyst, a darkened sky.
Overwhelmed and lost inside.
This is how we never die.
There's copium through every lie.
Nowhere to run confused we can't confide.
We can't turn to another, can't flee, can't hide. Can't read, can't fly, with our hope locked down, with our minds all tied, and our souls not found.

For every desperate plea, there's accomplishments unseen.
Yeah for every evil scene, there's a miracle redeemed.
The ups and downs can balance, and the audience is there,
Through the varying experiences just different times and where.
I sit back and stare, life's unfair, but in the end we're judged with care.
Because we are all loved and there's glory up above.
Beyond sight, many doubt, but some know and felt the love,
Many now can't go without.
This life saving grace, it puts me back in my place, and now I got this fatal longing just to see the Lord's face. But love is patient and kind and I know I'm a disgrace, like a pathetic little ant that don't belong within His space. But he loves me anyway and He invited me still, I wonder why he even chose me to be a part in His will, but I'll climb back up and try to sound strongly and filled, with the spirit I trust and the struggle I've killed.
I know that I must try to preach His good will, I carry this crutch, not appointed as a shill, through this worry I hush, developing in my skills, with a style I thrust on forever until.
I'm taken away on this vacation thrill, I know God saves the day, His sacrifice was for real. And His love paves the way, peace for all who will kneel, there's so much left to say, and some heartache to feel.