I see myself in an empty space
Losing all my grace, for you
Cry out loud; he refused to see
What came over me
When I fell over
Speak, it keeps me out of my sleep,
This is what I feel
When I'm almost going under
Speak, you should be listening
Breathe, this is what I feel
When I'm going under
Think, his love is not for real
There is nothing to keep myself from going under
Here I am in this empty place
Giving all my grace to you, my savior
Finding out what I have learned so well:
It is me, me, I'm going under
Speak, you must be listening
Breathe, this is what I feel
When I'm going under
Think, his love is not for real
There is nothing to keep myself from going under
You must keep listening
I should be free than
I'm going under

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