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nerve
force me to open my mouth again because they know i don't want to speak loud when they make me feel like a boy scout so hard to tell them you love them to i can't give much if i punch back at the one who hits first trying to make me feel ashamed because i'm touched god help me see them see my thirst tensed but still so calm alright leaning on your arm beautiful spirit talk to me holy spirit walk with me they are liberated minds i'm a narrow-minded fool why must it be that a discussion is about beating my mouth will be closed if there's no one seeking you know i will be there love is so convincing my words don't come out right i will stay but not fight everybody believes in god but it seems like no one does in you but i do i'm not ashamed