|There's no reason to let this go by|
My life doesn’t belong to me & I know why.
I've been sculpted. I've been made.
Those are things that I've been used to hearing today.
But this warmth on my skin is like a shield nothing can get in.
Pour the thoughts of my simple mind down into the streets of my life.
When I'm infected & so estranged
If I hear His name I will praise praise praise
In the good times if I throw Him down
May I hear a heart breaking sound
until I learn everyday
When I hear His name I will praise praise praise
|2002 & 2004 Piemerica-Incorperated-Eternally|
|Written by Emperor MAR & (The Joe)|
May 21, 2002