Worthy, You are worthy much more worthy than I know I cannot imagine just how glorious You are And I cannot begin to tell how deep a love You bring O
Maybe better you than me You're much weaker, you're more clumsy When I forfeit my patience to you So maybe you've had too much wine Piggy's flushed up
As I read through the list. It made it seem easier to make the choices. Choices made to stay half-way sane. But when I walked through the room, I must
Look at what you have to do To get him to notice you He don't deserve you Baby girl, yes, I'm worthy I feel for you, feel for you You must be sick and
Product of some enlightenment Cheapening a life once lived The feeble and degenerate Deemed unworthy living burdens Social engineering Genetic playground
Yeah, yeah, yeah Ohh, yeah, yeah Girl, I find you so amazing With everyday I learn more about you The way you work day out and day in And still find
Back in the old days when gangsters were all the rage And crime was the front page of news and TV.... A group known to no one who's blows were all low
This is a brand new problem A problem without any clues If you know the clues It's easy to get through But you look confused and you don't know what
Fall into the pit Close your eyes Leave the world Behind you Eternal darkness waits Make the final leap and fall Excitement builds Blood flows Gasping
If I had the slightest clue as to what you are and what's inside you I would know exactly what to do and be worthy of your love If a flower bloomed in
Wir ham' lange uberlegt ob wir reagiern Sollen wir schweigen ? Sollen wir euch ignorieren ? Doch da wir sowieso dabei sind uns mit allen anzulegen Kommt
Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh Yeah, yeah Girl I find you so amazing With everyday I learn more about you The way you work day out and day in And still find time
Deliverer you brought us out of the miry clay You set our feet upon a rock and you made us say Holy is the Lord We would declare your thoughts about us
I'm tired. Cynical and broken, but wiser. Heavy with a sense of resentment, but i used to be so much different, I used to have so much faith when I started
Well, it's of a bold reporter whose story I will tell He went down to the Cuban land, the nearest place to hell He'd been there many times before but
Wir ham' lange überlegt ob wir reagiern Sollen wir schweigen ? Sollen wir euch ignorieren ? Doch da wir sowieso dabei sind uns mit allen anzulegen
Hate, fears, pain, tears I can see a million things that You came and died for Everyday a million ways, give it back to You Lord You have redeemed everything