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| It's easy to be fooled by your easy lies |
| I can see it in your eyes |
| Those thoughts that I despise |
| You hate me more than anything |
| And that gives me motivation |
| To get up and sing |
| The road to hell is short and wide |
| But you're empty inside |
| And you run and hide |
| Because you're scared of God |
| And he's bigger than you |
| And when it comes to judgment |
| Whatcha gonna do? |
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| So I've seen it in your eyes, |
| "Don't you ever get that close to me again" |
| You've been fed through satan's lies |
| He's at you again |
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| So shout to the Lord |
| So that satan hears us sing |
| And forever will our solid words ring |
| as we sing |
| Our praises to our king, It's not a dream |
| We only want to worship our creator and king |
| I want to see your face |
| I want your saving grace |
| From the snake that bothers us |
| everyday in our space |
| I want to see through my fears |
| I want to see through your tears |
| You shed on the cross |
| So that I might not fear |
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| Took me a while to catch up, to see |
| All the lies you've said of "wha's happening" |
| But lookie here, now I can see |
| And praise God |
| You can't censor me |
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