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Jennifer Knapp - Martyrs and Thieves
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There's a Bplace in the Fdarkness that F4I use to B2cling to. (LIPNUT, PRDRZAT SA) That Bpresses harsh (TRPKY) B2hope against Ftime. In the Babsence of Fmartyrs there's a F4presence of Gmthieves. who only D#want to D#maj7rob you Fblind. They steal D#-->D#maj7away Fany sense of peace, tho I'm a D#king. I'm a Bking on my Fknees. And I Bknow they are Fwrong when they F4say I am Gmstrong. As the B2darkness Fcovers Bme.
So Fturn on the light and D#reveal all the Bglory, FI am not Bafraid. To Fbear all my F4weakness, Bknowing in B2meekness, GmI have a kingdom to Fgain. Where there is Bpeace and FLove in the D#Light in the BLight, BI am Fnot D#- Bafraid. To let your Blight shine Fbright in my D#life In my Blife. B, F, D#, B
There are ghosts from my past who have owned more of my soul. Than I thought I had given away. They linger in closets and under my bed. And in pictures less proudly dis-played. A great fool in my Life I have been. Have squandered (PREMRHAT, PREMARNIT =WASTE) til pallid (BLEDY, SINAVY) and thin. Hung my head in shame and refused to take blame. From darkness I know I've let win. Can you hear me? Can you hear me?