Sometimes I cannot forgive
And these days mercy cuts so deep
If the world was how it should be
Maybe I could get some sleep
While I lay, I dream we're better
Scales were gone and faces lighter
When we wake, we hate our brother
We still move to hurt each other
Sometimes I can close my eyes
and all the fear that keeps me silent
Falls below my heavy breathing
what makes me so badly bent?
We all have a chance to murder
We all feel the need for wonder
We still want to be reminded
that the pain is worth the thunder
-Jars of Clay "Oh My God"
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