Paroles Weakling de Travail

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  • Chanson: Weakling
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Boldnes escapes me
Cowardice seem so easy
If only I could be like the one I see

I've failed you I've lied to you
Yet you forgive and let me live

Please God help my weakness
Father I need strength
Please God help me
I'll go to any length

On my face, on my chest, on my knees
God help me please

My spirit is willing but my flesh is weak

I've got these beats raging through my head
Someday soon this body of mine will be dead
No more crying or laying on no death beds
No more tears or fists across my head
Only escape from hate and ill fate
Bringing me down
Making me look like some kind of clown
Recieve my crown, lay it at christs feet
Only then do I get my DHD
My devil hating degree

My courage growing, the wicked I'm throwing
Digsut for hate ever growing
On my face, in my heart, in my soul

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