Walking down the road of dust and dirt
Scraping up a fire until these feet do burn
Forging from nothing with poor mans hands
Hold it up high as the statue stands
Black light
Holding up the light on a darker view
I want to give it all, give it all to you
I’m holding onto hope like the rope does too
Burning on cross just me and you
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