Calling God
Come meet me, please feed me of your stories so true.
You know, I’d been long gone if it wasn’t for you.
- I’ll tell you this much of the world you live in:
There’s no room for good, it’s so full of sin.
Come find me, please mind me when I beg for Thee.
I feel so reclusive, I’ll never be free.
- We’ve all been pre-punished for all of our crimes,
that’s why I know how to handle hard times.
Come see me, please free me from this terrible pain.
I don\'t have much left, there’s no time to explain.
I’ve lived through my live maybe to blindly,
so the only thing I know there ain’t that much to see.
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You know, when I wrote this I was as sober as hell,
you can’t find any other this story to tell.
I’ve been put here to die, I’ve been left here to weep,
for cross-firing nations my wisdom to weak.
You know, I’d been long gone if it wasn’t for you.
- I’ll tell you this much of the world you live in:
There’s no room for good, it’s so full of sin.
Come find me, please mind me when I beg for Thee.
I feel so reclusive, I’ll never be free.
- We’ve all been pre-punished for all of our crimes,
that’s why I know how to handle hard times.
Come see me, please free me from this terrible pain.
I don\'t have much left, there’s no time to explain.
I’ve lived through my live maybe to blindly,
so the only thing I know there ain’t that much to see.
¯
You know, when I wrote this I was as sober as hell,
you can’t find any other this story to tell.
I’ve been put here to die, I’ve been left here to weep,
for cross-firing nations my wisdom to weak.