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(Not my best) Lyrics: 

I think about it a lot 
I think about you a lot 
Your voice, your breath, your inner song 
Your voice, your breath, your inner song 
I think about it a lot 
I think about it a lot 
Your voice, your breath, your inner song 
Your voice, your breath, your inner song 

Like a mother like a friend 
Dead upon birth to the end 

True love doesn’t come easy now x1000000000
Doesn’t come easy

dinner

catch me

spirit on the back of my neck
i long to hear you
looking in the mirror i cant see you
i know that your there
my neck aches everyday
spirit make it true
find another way
to become blind
whisper into my thoughts

ive lost the will again
to make all things new
crawl back to the cross
sarah to be holy like you

doctor theres no need
to check my heart
tell me what i already know
a plague of sin
has devoured it
and theres no reason to care
find another way
to become blind
whisper into my thoughts

creature in my room (in my bed)

lots of hands

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