Disgraced
I wanna die but i know its just a flight from all the problems im facing
so please just make it right. Numbness, Pain,Rain is all i feel everyday.
but i know that when i fall you pick me up to see the sun when its up
every day is like a maze to make it through all i have to do is see you.
your my jesus and im your disciple so please accept because i will be your safety net
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