Drapetomania
Hello there, I'm still here
My face is covered up in fear
I want to run
I want to scream
I want to escape this dream
I call out to You
Hoping to find Truth
I want to run
I want to scream
But I'm content in this dream
Drapetomania, my plea
It makes me want to up and flee
But this thing that I believe
Makes me stay, I am free
What I believe
It's all free
You gotta see
It's reality:
Open doors
Healed-up sores
Pain no more
It's all free
Drapetomania, my plea
It makes me want to up and flee
But this thing that I believe
Makes me stay, I am free
I want to run
Don't you see?
I have to stay
Where He wants me
Whenever He
Says to me
"Go ahead"
Then I'll flee
Until then
Here I'll be
I'll be content
And I'm free
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