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He Don't try to reach me, I'm already dead Fearful tears are running down The pain you've laid don't speak a sound Don't take my heart away from me And they think I fell down
Then why do you hit me? And Momma don't you love me Then why do you hurt me? Well I try to make you proud, but for crying out loud Just give me a chance to hide away Exhaustion takes over, will this someday be over?
Drowning the sorrow of angels on high For the least of the hopeless, the helpless, the loveless My Jesus, His children, He holds in His eyes. Jars of Clay Bio * Discography * DoubleCoupons.com * VISIT OUR JARS OF CLAY STORE |
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