God Is Watching KING 810
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[Verse 1]
Thoughts race through my mind, my hand around my widow maker
My arms around her waist, my finger wrapped around the trigger
Thoughts race through my mind, my hand around my widow maker
I’m not supposed to have these thoughts, yet I have 'em daily
Standing at the edge of a cliff, thinkin' how fucked up is this?
On my way down will I hit?
On my way down will I miss?
Both black eyes, all black sky
I spread both arms and I try to fly
[Chorus]
Even when we finally fall
God is watching over all
Even if we have to crawl
God is watching over all
[Verse 2]
Thoughts race through my mind, my hand around my widow maker
There’s some days I just can’t help but feel like peasant David
Thoughts race through, my mind my hand around my widow maker
If you say my life is mine then why can’t I just take it?
Sittin' with the knife on my wrist, thinkin' how fucked up is this?
I used to have a life worth a shit
Now I have a life I won’t miss
Both black eyes, all black sky
I spread both arms and I try to fly
Thoughts race through my mind, my hand around my widow maker
My arms around her waist, my finger wrapped around the trigger
Thoughts race through my mind, my hand around my widow maker
I’m not supposed to have these thoughts, yet I have 'em daily
Standing at the edge of a cliff, thinkin' how fucked up is this?
On my way down will I hit?
On my way down will I miss?
Both black eyes, all black sky
I spread both arms and I try to fly
[Chorus]
Even when we finally fall
God is watching over all
Even if we have to crawl
God is watching over all
[Verse 2]
Thoughts race through my mind, my hand around my widow maker
There’s some days I just can’t help but feel like peasant David
Thoughts race through, my mind my hand around my widow maker
If you say my life is mine then why can’t I just take it?
Sittin' with the knife on my wrist, thinkin' how fucked up is this?
I used to have a life worth a shit
Now I have a life I won’t miss
Both black eyes, all black sky
I spread both arms and I try to fly
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