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You gave me hope in mind, girl…
You gave me a feeling of contentment
I need to take a break at times
I need to see you tonight….
I want a buff body, but I’m as weak as a poorly-made house

So, come over here…you wanna hear a secret?
I’m gonna whisper the truth
I gottah listen to God’s truth
You are feeling a little tense…

So, come over here…you wanna hear a secret?
I’m gonna whisper the truth
I gottah listen to God’s truth
You are feeling a little tense…
I could feel it in my bones…they rattle and they’re brittle
I feel so little
Compared to you…

I could feel it in my bones…they rattle and they’re brittle
I feel so little
Compared to you…

People would say I’m crazy if I told them that I have voices in my head
People would judge me if I told them that I want to be dead

So, come over here…you wanna hear a secret?
I’m gonna whisper the truth
I gottah listen to God’s truth
You are feeling a little tense…

So, come over here…you wanna hear a secret?
I’m gonna whisper the truth
I gottah listen to God’s truth
You are feeling a little tense…
I could feel it in my bones…they rattle and they’re brittle
I feel so little
Compared to you…

I could feel it in my bones…they rattle and they’re brittle
I feel so little
Compared to you…
Am I your type? Deny me not when I’m old 
I’m getting older by the minute…

So, come over here…you wanna hear a secret?
I’m gonna whisper the truth
I gottah listen to God’s truth
You are feeling a little tense…
I could feel it in my bones…they rattle and they’re brittle
I feel so little
Compared to you…

You gave me eternal glory, oh God…
You gave me a feeling of contentment
I need to take a break at times
I need to see you tonight….
I want a buff body, but I’m as weak as a puny, scrawny stick
Work it out…produce some muscle
Hear the wind rustle
Quietly….
Compared to You, I am nothing…
Compared to You, I feel like nothing
You brought me paradise…
With no demise…
I can emphasize with other individuals
Compared to God, I’m nothing…we’re nothing…
God will heal all of your wounds…
Just ask for His helping hand…
He’ll lead you to His Promise Land
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