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Prayin’ for the end of the world Conflicting signals (something else)
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Conflicting Signals I
100,000 SongsI’ve got a hundred thousand songs in my head. Get ‘em out, get ‘em out, get ‘em out. I got a million things I should’a said. Get ‘em out, get ‘em out, get ‘em out. You might think talk is cheap, …but the words are red. Washed in the blood of Him once dead. I’ve got a hundred thousand thoughts I shouldn’t think. Get ‘em out, get ‘em out, get ‘em out. Done a million sins my soul to sink. Get ‘em out, get ‘em out, get ‘em out. You might think talk is cheap, …but the words are red. Washed in the blood of Him once dead. I’ve got a hundred thousand words I shouldn’t say. Keep ‘em in, keep ‘em in, keep ‘em in. I got a million reasons to go astray. Keep me in, keep me in, keep me in. You might think words are cheap, …but these I say. There’s only One who is The Way. I’ve got a hundred thousand pieces in this thing. Get ‘em out, get ‘em out, get ‘em out. I’ve felt, seen and heard them all ring. Get ‘em out, get ‘em out, get ‘em out. I don't know what else I'm gonna sing But it will be for Christ my king. You might think talk is cheap, …but His words … His words … His words are red.
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copyright 2008 David D. Vande Velde