"The world will be screaming, Save Us! And I'll whisper,... No"
I believe God works in love,
speaks in love,
is revealed in our love.
It's simple:
Take a broken girl,
treat her like a famous princess,
give her the best seats in the house.
Tell her something true when all she's known are lies.
Tell her God loves her.
Tell her about forgiveness,
the possibility of freedom,
tell her she was made to dance in white dresses.
All these things are true.
My middle name means Soul in spanish [Alma].
Jealous?
I'm majoring in Biology, minoring in Chemistry, and taking a shitload of music classes because I love it.
My hometown is gorgeous.
I love my dogs.
The end.
I need my friends
My boys rock.
And they're hot.
This is the love of my life. She's prettier than you, her hair is better than yours, she's the model you wish you were.
She's stronger than you know. Don't fuck with her.
Auntie Nini is what we call her now. She's gorgeous.
Mah girlie at school. Feckin love her.
No one is cooler than the Swallow boys.
I’ve spent so many nights wonderin’ when will it end
When will the day come when happiness begins
I’m sick of mourning my stomach is throwing up in the morning
I’m calling for help and watching it melt away
My heart’s been put on display and put away
In many ways, many times I told myself it was ok<
And anger was the price that was paid
The burden was too heavy I kept running from the throne
I can’t take it any longer, I can taste my spirit hunger
God please help me get home
Lord, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I’m not scared cause You’re holding my breath
I only fear that I don’t have enough time left
To tell the world that there's no time left
I’ve come to terms that I’m burning both sides of the rope
And I’m hoping that self-control would kick in before I’m choking off
The sin that be destroying every fiber I got
I need the Lord in every way
I’ll never make it, I’m not
Going back to the way I was before Christ in my life
I couldn’t do it, I would lose it
There’s no point to the fight
And I’m writing this song, for the people who don’t belong
I pray away the pain you feel from all the things that went wrong
Inside a life that’s filled with anger and disappointment
Cause daddy treated you weaker than all of the other kids
It’s annoying and I feel for all of you who wanna give up
You feel stuck, I feel the same way
Lord help us stay up
You couldn’t pay me to abandon the idea of true hope
That I could make it through this life into a place where there’s no crying
I’m dying to find You with open arms when I go
Knowing You love me and You waiting to give rest to my soul
But still I’m here fighting to never give up
I find strength in Your love
And You will see me through
Should I write myself out of the history books?
Don't get me wrong I know you've got your life in place -
I've yet to take the hint.
Some day I'm sure I'll get the picture,
and stop waiting up.
When it all comes down to a sunrise on the east side,
will you be there to carry home
the remains of my wasted youth?
This wasted time on you
has left me shaking and waiting for something more.
Tonight is alive with the promise of a street-fight,
and there's money on the table,
that says your cheap-shots won't be able,
to break bones
I can keep a secret if you can keep me guessing
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky
And I see your face
In these tears.
Gary's getting drunk to forget Sarah
Sarah's stealing money from her parents
Aaron's lying straight to Jon about Megan and the things that went on
Jessica's a gossip, Laura is a slut
Derrick hits Bridget, Ben deals drugs
Seth spends all his money gambling
Joey stopped praying
It is all the same thing
We are all the same people
With sinning hearts that make us equal
Here is my hand, not words said desperately
It is not our job to make anyone believe
If your stomach feels weak then my work here is done
Whoever appeals to the law against his fellow man is either a fool or a coward.
Whoever cannot take care of himself without that law is both.
For wounded man shall say to his assailant,
"If I live, I will kill you. If I die, you are forgiven."
Such is the rule of HONOR.
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