| Always remember, it is the rain that makes the flowers grow. |
| x2
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| So I’ll pick up, the pieces from this shattered heart, and tape it to my fists.
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| I’ll fight my way out, of this hell, that says that I am not missed.
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| The memories line my knuckles, like the time that we first kissed.
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| Blood spills and pools beneath the punches thrown at my loneliness
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| Always remember, it is the rain that makes the flowers grow. |
| x2
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| God, I’m lost, and I’ve left home. |
| I lft my family while I, I wandered and
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| roamd. |
| So please, cause I know, that You know, exactly what I’m going through.
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| When it feels, like I’m alone, like I’ve got nowhere to go
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| GOD!!!
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| You take and break my legs, You place me on Your shoulders instead.
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| Cause God, I’m lost, and I’ve left home. |
| Help me go back, I am not alone.
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| Lord, I repent. |
| Soften this heart of stone. |
| I give You my life.
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| I rededicate my soul, to the King of Kings, and Lord Hosts. |
| Your grace abounds
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| to me, and I kneel, to Your throne
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| The rain, kept falling. |
| The lights dimmed. |
| The car begins to spin
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| It sinks in, the river. |
| «Oh God I’ll never see them, again» |