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I′m six feet down in an open grave
Living dead shuffling through my brain
In a shopping mall or a multiplex
All I see is the presence of death
Well don't ask me to the party tonight
I′ll call you out, I'll spit you out, oh
Well I'm six feet down in an open grave
Thinking ′bout all the mess I′ve made
In my world of pain, my broken home
I can hear a voice but I'm all alone
In my mind, need the magic to see
That the sound of love come and rescue me
Come on and rescue me
Come on and rescue me
Oh, my Jesus, can you heal the blind?
Oh, my Jesus, come and save all the time
Oh, my Jesus, can you spare some time at all?
Oh, my Jesus, come and rescue me
Oh, my Jesus, come and rescue me
Six feet down when they come for me
Oh, my Jesus, come and rescue me
Oh, my Jesus, oh my Jesus
Oh, my Jesus, oh my Jesus
Well I′m six feet down at the end of the line
Got no shoes, got no time
But I thank you Lord for bringing me here
But in this life I feel no fear
In this life I feel no fear
Ooh, yeah
Oh, my Jesus
Oh, my Jesus
Oh, my
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Writer(s): Crispian Mills, Alonza Bevan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
