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insomnia


Insomnia

 

It's 3 in the morning, I'm up praying
Can't sleep now, don't know what my spirit is saying
You never sleep anyway, so what  am I saying
Hard trials keep going, They do give pain
Seems no-one can reach me, am I on a different plane
A good friend told me, once my nose was on a plane
I confess I feel I'm not doing enough
You said prepare, I didn't know it would be this rough
So I’m Callin out from-this-insomnia
What the doctors said can't help me
If my spirit man ain't healthy
I'm crying out from-this-insomnia
Thought I let go of everything
Apparently there is still some pain
And I just need release
Tell me am I losing my mind, cause I called out our name
Still insomnia remains
Please tell me if I'm losing my mind
Problems that exist have such a strange twist
So my bed and I sit here with the sum of my fears
I am needing you near cause I cannot see clear
Oh just tell me of you will and I'll go
So I’m Callin out from-this-insomnia
What the doctors said can't help me
If my spirit man ain't healthy
I'm crying out from-this-insomnia
Thought I let go of everything
Apparently there is still some pain
And I just need release. . . .

 

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