We’ll wait till night to show off our devious sides
and prey upon the weak
And once they're dead, we’ll lay down our tired burdens
and pray our souls to keep
While we dream we realize, we’re not who we portray
our minds are flawed but our hearts are real
Oh God I was not made, I was not made to feel love this way
We’ll spend our days conversing, the who’s, the what’s, the when’s
follow up with nights alive and well with all of our sins
And as moments pass our hearts will ask what’s left to heal this pain
our souls will cry I wasn't made, oh God I was not made to feel love this way
I’ve found a way that seems much better,
just to love my sisters and my brothers
the way that you love me.
Unconditionally.
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