I know The Door
Launch myself into space.
I've got no care for the human race. That's for sure.
I'm the poorest kind of poor.
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Look myself in the face
I'm not who you think
Because I'm not who I am
I'm the poorest kind of poor
Because I know the door
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But I don't want to let Him in
So how can I let Him out
When I don't want to let Him in
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I can't find a trace
Of any goodness
I can't find a place
That is not a disgrace
I'm not who you think I am
Because I'm not who you are
I'm the poorest kind of poor
Because I know the door
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But I don't want to let Him in
So how can I let Him out
When I don't want to let Him in
I don't want to let Him in
I want to let Him in
I want to let Him in
I want to let Him in
Come on in Lord
Come on in Lord
Come on in
Restore the joy of your salvation
Uphold me with your free spirit

2008 PiemericaWritten by Emperor MAR
April 21, 23; June 9, 2008
Lyrics & Poems
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4/21/08- Launch myself into space. I've got no care for the human race. That's for sure. I'm the poorest kind of poor.
4/23/08- I'm not who you think Because I'm not who I am