Scalawag-MORTAL

There’s nothing here; I’ve been tricked again, There’s so much promise…promise in such a little sin, It’s underhand I understand, but I’m tired of the over and over, I want to start with a good thing, good thing. Cover me, hear my plea, I want to be holy, holy. I know the need, the lazy speed, I know it’s pulling my soul inside a deepening hole, But you know I’m screaming out for the real thing, real thing. Cover me, hear my plea, I want to be holy, holy. Cover me, hear my plea, I long to be holy, holy, Cover me, hear my plea, I want to be holy, holy. Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy. There’s nothing here, There’s nothing here, There’s nothing here, There’s nothing here. There’s nothing here. [[Category:Christian industrial/dance]] [[Category:Mortal]]

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