Disciple
Disciple - The Phone lyrics
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Like a single grain of sand moving with the tide No one knows I'm here wouldn't matter if I died Out of control lost on my way searching and dying more each day Bridge Trying as hard as I can Won't someone hold out their hand I feel so strange in this land But if you ask me I'm fine Chorus I can't go on I've always had to be by myself I'm on the phone I just need somebody's help (X2) Time is running out tired of not having rest Can't go on like this forever maybe death is best Tell me what it's all about, you love me, well that I really doubt Told me a story of a man with scars in His feet and hands Can take me away from this land But can He really save me