Something I call Hope

I'm pretty tired as the days pass by quicker and quicker or maybe they're going too slow to care but does it really matter it's all too much to bear I just wake and hope that everything won't shake me to the point that I can no longer take it all in all I can say is that if it wasn't for You then I'd probably commit suicide but thank the Lord that you were crucified because now I don't have to look into that see through mirror and watch Life crumbling down You took it all all the hate and now my fate is sealed with you And everyday all I can do Is thank you because when the time comes when it's all burning down I won't be standing alone because you'll bring me too you right by your throne

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