| I was as God is the witness, a crowdie bar when nobody could hear
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| Now I travel throw the world with no occasion
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| And I do, I do it all by my own sweet sell
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| I need protection from the power of your love
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| I need protection from the
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| I need protection from the
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| I need protection from the enemy and consciences
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| Give me protection from the of love
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| I’m be planning to the world all alone
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| Put you in throw to find a home
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| I tell you what travel will repeat
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| My own child make me stay on my two feet
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| I need protection from the power of your love
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| I need protection from the
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| I need protection from the of rock and rill
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| I need protection from the enemy of soul
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| Give me protection from the of love
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| You know the people look at and talk about me
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| Throw up my hands it’s crowd out with
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| But the world gonna stay, and go without me
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| So I still get up and I keep on try
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| Living in a world full of endless trouble
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| Living in a world with darkness double
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| But my dirty when I stand up
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| And you forgive what I’m giving for no giving up
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| I need protection from the power of your love
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| I need protection from the
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| I need protection from the of rock and rill
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| I need protection from the enemy of soul
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| Give me protection from the of love
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| I need protection
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| Give me protection
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| I need protection
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| Give me protection
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| Yeah I need protection
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| Give me protection
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| I need protection
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| Give me protection |