Tekster: Plumb. Concrete.
More than a superstition
When put in my position
Temptations and opinions
This heart's not my possession
Hold tight to your convictions
Hypocrites in all directions
Cling to the things your father taught you
Confess your sins to the one who bought you
Do you feel all alone
Faith has always kept you strong
If you could see my fear
Should i believe ot should i doubt
I believe
In the things that you never told me
I believe
In the things that you never showed me
I believe
I know my fears control me
I believe
In the things that you never told me
Aggressive passive inhibitions
Laughs before an indecision
Do i run or do i stay
When all i do may fall away
Lack of faith in what i trust
When all i measure turns to dust
When all i know decays in vain
And i am left alone again
Do you feel alone
Faith has always kept you strong
If you cold see my fear
Should i believe or should i doubt
As i kneel in sanctuary, crosses all around
To haunt me, architecture so divine, bread, the body,
Blood the wine
When put in my position
Temptations and opinions
This heart's not my possession
Hold tight to your convictions
Hypocrites in all directions
Cling to the things your father taught you
Confess your sins to the one who bought you
Do you feel all alone
Faith has always kept you strong
If you could see my fear
Should i believe ot should i doubt
I believe
In the things that you never told me
I believe
In the things that you never showed me
I believe
I know my fears control me
I believe
In the things that you never told me
Aggressive passive inhibitions
Laughs before an indecision
Do i run or do i stay
When all i do may fall away
Lack of faith in what i trust
When all i measure turns to dust
When all i know decays in vain
And i am left alone again
Do you feel alone
Faith has always kept you strong
If you cold see my fear
Should i believe or should i doubt
As i kneel in sanctuary, crosses all around
To haunt me, architecture so divine, bread, the body,
Blood the wine
Plumb
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