Take Me To The King, I don’t have much to bring,My heart is torn in pieces
It’s my offering,Take Me To The King,Truth is I’m tired,Options are few
I’m trying to pray But where are you?I’m all churched out, Hurt and abused I can’t fake,What’s left to do? Truth is I’m weak, No strength to fight, No tears to cry, Even if I tried, But still my soul Refuses to die
One touch-will change-my life
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