Show me a sign So I can see If this is my
path The way I wish to be Left
alone Dead To you and your
Aquantinces I sit alone Covered in
black
chorus Like a mourner at my own
funeral Like my twisted mind stuck in a
vice For I am God and torture The carpenter
and nails Bent upon my own creation Death
only comes to the son
Darker than
night Brighter than
day Communications No longer may
stay Fun with a gun Fight in the
night
Chorus
My only wish is to
stop Am I destined to forgive No sooner is
my body punctured To save the best man For
I am the god that you worship I am the one you
trust
Chorus
1. Jesus loves me!
This I know, for the Bible tells me so.
Little ones to him belong; they are weak,
but he is strong.
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