paroles de chanson Sheep in the Fold - Zhalarina

This aint happening
I just can′t get over
I just can't get o-

Would you believe it
I cried when I first saw the Prince of Egypt
Ended up blended, could′ve depended upon my limits but He flipped it
But a math joke oozing in how I thought coolin it
With a ruler in my loose-fitted morals like I'm not crueler than
Many plenty of friendlies would clearly defend me
But do hear me, empty with gold on it can look like a Bentley
But then that shepherd switched
A gear that nearly threw me out the car
Slapped the bass out of my scar and said, "I see you as you are"

If we talking bout a read, I know a petty Prince of Peace
Or at least that's how it seemed when he just fed me to the sheep
But the sheep would speak that He had just prepared a sweeter feast
I was part of a party that broke up a body of bread to be the least
And I- I know His voice. My God, I know His voice
He led me to this pasture just to make a bunch of noise
And that shepherd switched a gear that nearly threw me out the car
Slapped the bass out of my scars and said, "I see you as you are"

Math joke: I tried to take this music and run
But when I measured out the track, I did not carry the one
So, it′s imperative that I get you this narrative
Bout what I just inherited by staring at the Son (sun)
Be ye clear, if you see me near
And I don′t look like Jesus, you don't see me, dear

Bad body flipping big books off the backboard
Blood-bought by the big Lamb coming back for′em
Shepherd switched a gear that nearly threw me out the car