Can I Exist - Missio
Home is where they say the heart is
Mine's buried in the yard
Hell's a place they say is for sinners
I'll be the man in charge
But... how, can I exist? Within the midst of this?
But... how, can I admit? That I would quit on you?
I wrote God a sumple letter
Still haven't heard from him
I must have really messed up this time
Shit must have hit the fan
But... how, can I exist? Within the midst of this?
But... how, can I admit? That I would quit on you?
But... how, can I exist? Within the midst of this?
But... how, can I admit? That I would quit on you?
But... how, can I admit? That I would quit on you?