Wont Stop
I know a boy,he likes to think it's going to be alright, but,
where he's going this could be
the last night of his life alive
He's got emotions injected into his veins
from a razor symbolizing his rage
I can hear the Father say, "Son,"
"My Love runs deeper than your cuts." But,
to him it's just a whisper,
muffled by his fits of anger.
My God I pray tonight,
keep him safe and in your sight
you are just, and you are pure
Remind him that no one is lonely, and,
Fear is a disease that no one deserves
I wont stop praying till scars are healed
I wont stop praying till his soul is healed.
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