Lyrics:
breathing
But we're underwater
We believe
We are our story's author
In our hearts let us start this fire
In our hearts let us burn it brighter
We're breathing
And the voice you thought you heard
It's gonna feel like a boy
It's gonna feel like a boy
I'll break your skull
It is all the same in this world
I am the Author
to say
My peace of mind
Is here to stay
This is my story
I am the author
This my life
The beautiful horror
I'm reflecting on this chapter
And how I felt
every daughter
Just one word will set you free
He is the fount of living water
He's the maker, He's the author
If you're wondering who you're meant to be
wanna do today
Write a few songs, maybe learn a few things
Wanna be myself, not a puppet on a string
Wanna be the author of my very own story
But I'll
can go slow mo
Hold my nose
Go under the water
Under
I'm under the water
Under
I'm under the torture
Under
I'm under the author
I'm the author
Yes I'm
Author?
In a world of my choice, you act out your life
I'm your style, I'm your voice, I'm your malevolence rife
What do you plan for me, Author?
What do
the Way
And He wants to save you
Like woah, You're the author of my life
Woah, call me the apple of Your eye
You said if I believe then I won't die
So I
split myself in two
The narrator and the author
Imaginations of themselves
To start at the start
As a young boy I liked to read the first and last
I've seen planets collide in the back of my mind
Finally see I'm the author of my own demise
Curse my name I don't wanna be late
But I'm thinkin that
the author
You write the chapters
There's no need to worry
Just take a good look
At all the pages
Some might have cracks
But they're still part of your story
I was the author
Of my own story
Catastrophe holding a pen
Without something changing
I'd write the same scene all over again
Somehow the wrong road
interface for reality it'self
So you can author your own reality
(Your own reality)
The user interface for reality it'self
Don't believe it? Why are you
praise
We can lift our voice to him
The author of Life
And giver of faith
Oh let us praise his Holy name
There is a stone
They cast aside
If they'd only
era por amor
c la bella imagen del autor que me llevó a la perdición
Mi corazón lleno de rencor por la falsa ilusión
De que al verme en el espejo de mi
Jesus?
Who knows me without Jesus?
Jesus is everything
He is everything
He is everything
We worship Jesus
Looking unto Jesus
The author, the starter
Unto
still breathing, You're not done
My designer, my provider
The author of my soul, the maker of it all
Prince of peace, Lord of Lords
The one who died
bind our wounds
You gather the outcasts and lame
To join in a song of Your praise
You heal the brokenhearted
You wash me white as snow
You are the author
olho pra Jesus, pro amor de Deus na Cruz
Eu clamo Aba Pai, oh, vem com Seu poder
Eu olho pra Jesus, pro amor de Deus na Cruz
Nada pode parar o Autor da
Life is a blur b I'm the reporter
This is the story I am the author
Soon to be prince right now I'm a pauper
I'm gonna make off with somebody's
of no shit so i make my ends in silence shitten me
I ain't make it here to end up as no doctor
I ain't come to lose you niggas tell it like a author
el Autor Divino:
"¡Basta al día su propio afán!"
Tres cosas son
Que no puedes controlar
El tiempo, tus días de vida
Y la impredecibilidad
Por eso no
Nadai kukachora fiti mi ndio Author hapa, Dayanka Ah
Bingwa hafai kujiprove so hard fanya kitu
Hizi vitu hazifai kuwa Hard da da wanaifanya
Ni kama
historia não acaba assim
Tem virgula de Deus e uma frase de vitória escrita no fim
Tem virgula, tem virgula o autor da vida muda a tua historia
Tem
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