i know that this is hard,
the pain you feel inside.
you walk round in circles,
you find a place to hide.
the never-ending sorrow,
of the sadistic misery.
the memory that haunts you,
God listens to your plea.
God brought me here to make you happy.
trust Him, trust me.
the pain you feel inside.
you walk round in circles,
you find a place to hide.
the never-ending sorrow,
of the sadistic misery.
the memory that haunts you,
God listens to your plea.
God brought me here to make you happy.
trust Him, trust me.
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