Lyrics:
Trust me,
Believe me,
It's all in the art of stopping
Jesus, Savior, friend
And I know that thou art with me
Wilt be with me to the end
Jesus, Jesus, how I trust him
How I've proved him o'er and o'er
Be nice, girl!
You have to pay a price, girl!
They like to give advice, girl!
Don't think about it twice, girl!
It's time to get to work!
Art
Memories of her orange crate art
Orange crate table and a rockin' chair
Barnyard gate waiting some repair
Trust in fate and sweet inspiration
You could
Be nice, girl!
You have to pay a price, girl!
They like to give advice, girl!
Don't think about it twice, girl!
It's time to get to work!
Art
I change the key from C to D
You see, to me, it's just a minor thing, y'all
He knows everything
To readjust you've got to trust
That all the fuss
’Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus
And to take Him at His Word
Just to rest upon His promise
And to know, "Thus saith the Lord!"
Jesus, Jesus, how I
Züricity nightmare europäischi Allee./
Skyliine vo dr Grossstadt wunderschön numme d Mensche nid
Do merkt me zimlich schnäll dasses jedi Art vo Mensche git./
Hi, Junior, how was your day, today?
My plate, my art Art Begotti limited
Edition collector plate what happened to it?
Well, it's Laura's fault, she
You said you were afraid to trust
So sorry for yourself it must be hard
Living inside your head
And I'm no angel in disguise
I've had my share
to think I got it down to an art
So here's where the problem starts
You're shitting on my heart
Oh, I can't take it again and again and again
All I
linger
On a shadow of doubt
Have you really figured what you're all about?
Don't trust your instincts
Just open the chamber where you keep those
Memories of her orange crate art
Orange crate table and a rockin' chair
Barnyard gate waiting some repair
Trust in fate and sweet inspiration
You could
All to Jesus I surrender
All to Him I freely give
I will ever love and trust Him
In His presence daily live
I surrender all
I surrender all
Well first you gotta want to get off,
Bad enough to want to get on in the first place
And you better trust in your lady luck
Pray to God that she
some other's bride
But still my thoughts will sometime times stray
To thee when thou art far away
I never have proved false to thee
The heart I
of manipulation
Mastering the art of deception.
That increases your sick addiction
It's an overactive imagination
That enslaves your empty shell
Existing in
The One Who Loves - Hyper Fenton/Moflo Music
Well well well
Isn't this quite the site
Doesn't fit the picture I had in mind
No no no no not quite
Was
to spend
Everybody changing up
Can't even trust your friends
Standing on my feet, I ain't gon with the wind
Seeing life written out man we bound to sin
We
the universe displayed
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God to Thee
How great Thou art! How great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, my Saviour God, to Thee
How great
wanna pick this road
Pick anotha road
Wanna breath art
Wanna feel art
Wanna seek art
Wanna live art
Wanna breath art
Wanna feel art
Wanna seek art
Wanna
Saviour God, to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
I want to sit right by Your side
I place my trust in You alone
I want to sit right by Your side
zwifle ob das schlau isch
Scheiss egal gib mir mol das mic diggi bounce it!
Yesah yeah yeah
Aah fenton ah
Arbajo jairus on some real shit
Yo I’ve been
to think I got it down to an art
So here's where the problem starts
You're shitting on my heart
Oh, I can't take it again and again and again
All I
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