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SPACESHIPS

SICK OF YOU

STAR OF THE SHOW/CMW v2

HATERS/HATE ME LATER

Juice Wrld- Compromise v2 Remaster

Lord, take my life
Make it yours
There’s nothing else
Worth living for 
It’s not even close
It’s just not the same
To live my life 
without lifting your name 

You’re my hope, You’re my song,
In Your arms is where I belong
All my heart, all I am, 
I lay before the precious lamb
Take my heart, Take my Soul
I give the Lord full control
To own my life, To lead me well
So Your story is mine to tell

Temporary joy brought on by my sin
Just leaves me feeling empty within 
Real Joy is only found in the son
The only true way, the precious one 
He showed us the way
He gave us the tools
He leads us away from the life of fools
So I give you my life
I give you my service 
You give me a reason
You give me purpose 

You’re my hope, You’re my song,
In Your arms is where I belong
All my heart, all I am, 
I lay before the precious lamb
Take my heart, Take my Soul
I give the Lord full control
To own my life, To lead me well
So Your story is mine to tell

As I look to the world 
To entertain, to explain, 
To pretend and play games 
I need to 
turn my eyes, Face the Son 
Open up my heart 
let the work be done 
Only he brings the joy
I so desperately seek
He’s the only one 
Giving strength when I’m weak
He’ll Pick me up when I fall
He’ll Dust me off 
and help me stand tall

You’re my hope, You’re my song,
In Your arms is where I belong
All my heart, all I am, 
I lay before the precious lamb
Take my heart, Take my Soul
I give the Lord full control
To own my life, To lead me well
So Your story is mine to tell

I am Yours, Lord, forevermore
My heart restored, my soul made pure
Every breath, I’ll live to say
Jesus, You’re the only way

Take My Life (Rap Version)

raindrops” is about sitting with the kind of hurt that doesn’t fade. It’s that quiet moment when you’re staring out the window, trying to let go but finding pieces of someone still everywhere. The song feels soft and heavy at the same time, filled with late-night thoughts, gentle guitars, and the kind of sadness that feels almost peaceful.

raindrops

Under Pressure

SICK OF YOU

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