I see you sitting there
Without a care
I know what you are thinking...
You think no one understands
That you can't put your feet on dry land
You're drowning in this depression
You think no one has anything as bad as you do, no relation
You think of suicide
You wish there was someone that could pull this depression aside
You think that it's impossible for someone to do
But you forgot about the One who created you
Not your mother, not your father
But Someone much greater
You think if this God is real
Can He help you, can He make you heal
I know God can
But you don't listen to me, not this person
If you ever find out, that I know your every thought
Don't think I'm a demon, don't think I'm God, 'cause I'm not
That doesn't matter now, all that matters is you knowing the Lord
He will make your depression get bored
And just leave
So no more will you be deceived
But it's up to you... if you give into Him
If you do, He'll get the depression out of every limb
You think it's possibly all a lie
But it's not, Jesus died
Think of me when you choose
Do you want you life right... or forever bruised
I see you sitting there
Without a care
I know what you are thinking...
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