1963's "I Want To Know" captures the raw vulnerability of longing in love. The singer pleads for reassurance, asking if their partner shares the same feelings, creating a poignant sense of insecurity. With repeated calls for affection, the lyrics evoke nostalgia for a time when love was certain and fulfilling. The yearning for emotional and physical closeness paints a picture of heartache and hope, making this track a timeless exploration of desire and the complexities of romantic relationships.

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The Warrior’s Lament

Psalm 145:18 reminds us, “The Lord is near to all who call on Him, to all who call on Him in truth.” Too often, we only turn to God in our struggles, calling out when times are tough. But God longs to hear from us in the good times too! He wants to share in our joy, our gratitude, and our everyday moments. Don't wait for the storms—call on Him always.

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Call On Him Always | Psalm 145:18

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Lyrics:
Cold room, neon buzzes sick,
Restless pressure under my skin.
I snap the chains of daytime quick —
I tear loose; I break right in.

I spit today’s whole schedule out,
Your rules don’t run me.
My game’s the one that’s on the board,
I roll that dice—I don’t bleed. See?

I just do my own damn thing,
My deal, my will—
I keep it still.
You get the stab, you get the punch,
You’re the one down the stairs in a crunch.
Your misery leaves me chill.
Who cares, bro?
Life’s only one bad play,
One stage act with no soul anyway.

I just do my own damn thing,
My own deal, my own will —
I keep it still.
You get the stab, you get the punch,
You’re the one down the stairs in a crunch.
Your misery leaves me chill.
Who cares, bro?
Life’s only one bad play,
One stage act with no soul anyway.

I look the way I look,
I lock you down with my face.
Another body shoved inside,
No air, no light in that place.

Six weeks under psych review —
they map your head, your rage, your scar.
By then you're catalogued and through,
we all know exactly who - or what - you are.

“Who are we?” Filthy question.
You’re a file. You’re a mark. You’re a case.
Good ideas? I don’t care.
I wipe your name right off this place.

“Who? That one? Who? What? Him?”
Figure it out in your own hell.
I keep rolling how I choose.
I set the rules, I ring the bell.

I just do my own damn thing,
My own deal, my own will —
I keep it still.
You get the stab, you get the punch,
You’re the one down the stairs in a crunch.
Your misery leaves me chill.
Who cares, bro?
Life’s only one bad play,
One stage act with no soul anyway.

I just do my own damn thing,
My own deal, my own will —
I keep it still.
You get the stab, you get the punch,
You’re the one down the stairs in a crunch.
Your misery leaves me chill.
Who cares, bro?
Life’s only one bad play,
One stage act with no soul anyway.

You swing a chair?
Then you get isolate.
One move — you’re in that cell.
Done. No debate.

Trouble? We’ve got tons.
You’re gone. Back in your box.
Not happy? Me neither.
Solve your own shocks.

Lucky I’m not you,
And I’ll never be.
I look you in the eyes and thank the night
That your world ain’t home to me.

Cold air.
Dirty ground.
Everything shakes, no mercy around.
I hold control, I set the tone —
This is my floor, my zone, my throne.

I just do my own damn thing,
My own deal, my own will —
I keep it still.
You get the stab, you get the punch,
You’re the one down the stairs in a crunch.
Your misery leaves me chill.
Who cares, bro?
Life’s only one bad play,
One stage act with no soul anyway.

I just do my own damn thing,
I just do my own damn thing,
My own deal, my own will.
I keep it still.
I keep it still.
I keep it still.

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