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Jesus made you, who you are, out of who, you thought you were, when you thought, you had it made.
Another day, just like the other day, but somethings’ different
Another way, but not the same way, you feel the significance
Chasing crowds, impressive doubts, but no feelings of belligerence
Caught in a stream, of unreal dreams, making you feel insidious
Jesus made you, who you are, out of who, you thought you were, when you thought, you had it made.
Reckoning the time, aspiring the crime, rejecting the foulness
Giving the reason, ignoring the season, confusing the loudness
Arranging the folklore, suffering the eyesore, digesting the boldness
Fragrance of Ashton, impaling finance won, sum of the wholeness
Jesus made you, who you are, out of who, you thought you were, when you thought, you had it made.
Can’t find the thin line, between eternity and time, move towards the enactment
A rage of confinement, wearing concealed blinders, finishing the mind spent
Wholesome and true, at least you think this is you, searching contentment
Imposing adjure, feeling absurd, a real mess of perceived granite flint
Jesus made you, who you are, out of who, you thought you were, when you thought, you had it made.
Bravery does not become you, beneath the masque, hidden feelings beguiled
A prayer for knowledge, frequent college, and find you are still defiled
Manic abrasions, no pain during occasions, and the fight you fight for denial
Menstrual limitations, belief upon acquaintances’, but seeking in the revivals
Jesus made you, who you are, out of who, you thought you were, when you thought, you had it made.