Walking in a Dry Land
Walking in the desert
A broken vessel
I wrestle with this thoughts
Lost not knowing which way to go
I battle with myself
Lord hear me out
I run and hide
Fighting to survive
This flesh has made a mess
And left me stressed...
A broken vessel
I wrestle with this thoughts
Lost not knowing which way to go
I battle with myself
Lord hear me out
I run and hide
Fighting to survive
This flesh has made a mess
And left me stressed...