Smack, smackTake it all backcringe
Smack, smack
Take it all back
cringe with terror and fear
feel the pain seep
the anger creep
Bury it down deep inside
the power of a man
shown through his hand
why are you so cruel?
Perhaps to hide his pain
to confirm his reign
to push it all away
out of sight out of mind
That's what they always say
Sadness, sadness taken out on another
not even a stranger, his very own brother
do you see me? Can you hear me?
God, if you real, open his eyes
save me from this brutal demise
do you see me? Can you hear me?
jesus, I know your up there
can you prove that you really care
mama prayed that you would help
For salvation she cried
and for salvation she died
Now I'm all alone
trapped in this house people call home
no help is commin
im gonna be my own saviour
back out of my way
I'm braver than before
so broken I can't ignore
But God came through
when there was nothing I could do
I couldn't be brave on my own
too weak to talk
to scared to walk
Jesus carried me out of my storm
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