Broken Friend, Be Mine Again
Messy rooms, messy sins.
Oh kid, who have you been?
You have lost things you love.
Yet you continue still yo push them under the rug.
Relationships are close to an end.
You're trying and trying to bend.
To bend into what you think you have to conform to like a glove.
Darling, don't you know you don't have to take your mistakes and shove.
Take your sins and bring them to the Lord again.
He will never turn you away and will always have a helping hand to lend.
He has an unconditional love my friend.
You can be whole again.
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