Mother's little Helpers - Jesus | Текст песни

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Will you pull me from this stream
And the waters dim?
Idle prose of sanity
Embers glimmering
Should I trust a word they say
And then lose her love again
Take it to the streets
Something was denied
Or this time I'm fitting my disguise

You'll save my love, Jesus

And I'm chewing every verse
And I bite the rhyme
Am I faking every chant
Will you love a mime
Can you hear a word I pray
Am I on my knees again
Save me from this mire
Something was denied
But her eyes still overwhelm the sky

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