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Rated: E · Lyrics · Spiritual · #921181
I wrote this song so my friends would understand where I am at.
She takes a hit
Cigarettes on her breath
Can't seem to pull herself out of this mess
Life's got her stressed, trying to do her best
But her best isn't good enough for all the rest
She tries to lean upon His chest
But it just feels like the bird's left the nest
So she goes on to the one after the next
Not realizing only He can give her rest

(chorus)
So she cries out
Lying on her bed at night
And she screams out
There's gotta be more to life

Another day gone
So far from home
She dials a number but hangs up the phone
Now she's all alone
Searching through the dorm
Trying to find a god of some form
Her life is in pieces not in the norm
Home isn't here the word is forlorn
So she stretches out and reaches for His arm

Everyone's asleep she begins to weep
And in silence He hears her suffering
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