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WONT FLY (JESUS AT MY DOOR)

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I got dreams, but I got no time

I hear Jesus at my door tonight

Can't let 'em see me, I just go and hide

I'm too scared of what we gon' find

Cross my T's and black out both eyes

All my seasons look like one night

All my D's can't make my wrong right

Can't grow wings, so that just won't fly

You said I'm too late, but no way

If I can sew it up, maybe you'll love me

Hold up, let me grow up

And then show up when I'm someone

And I bet you'll love me

Rid of it, I can't get rid of it

Still spinnin' like that for days, sweet like cinnamon

You jokin' a little bit, but you know where I should've been

Can't take you serious when you say I'm innocent (who's innocent?)

Light up the dark in the room when I'm up then, still runnin' from the Son

Lost myself in the move, but it's okay, I don't wanna be the one

Tellin' myself I can fix with someone, there's gotta be someone somewhere

I think I'm almost done here, life just so unfair

Chasin' everything is spacious

Reading my book, burning pages

Wanna blame the seasons changing

But they not changing, and I'm not changing