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The walls of your church should not divide Your "God" gave us free will, for that, his son died You treat her as though your messiahs words meant nothing She is no plague, but your precious daughter Treat her not, as a lamb to slaughter Since when did faith become a requirement? Don’t you preach love like a broken record? Why cast her in the dark like you don’t care? There may be many shadows, but I’m still there You know not what you do With every word against her, you’re only distancing the gap Until it becomes a chasm, and then you won’t get her back This is exactly why I choose to deny No family should bring these tears to their daughters’ eyes You know, I never thought that God existed But if He did, I hope he’d be ashamed of you Family is supposed to stick together You need to get your priorities straight Keep her close, scold her not, please don’t give her a reason to hate And gorgeous, listen to me, you are not alone You’re always welcome, you can call this place home My arms are always open, like theirs claim to be They’re upsetting you, now it’s effecting me.
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Dec 3, 2012
Dec 3, 2012 at 1:59 AM UTC
Open Arms
The walls of your church should not divide Your "God" gave us free will, for that, his son died You treat her as though your messiahs words meant nothing She is no plague, but your precious daughter Treat her not, as a lamb to slaughter Since when did faith become a requirement? Don’t you preach love like a broken record? Why cast her in the dark like you don’t care? There may be many shadows, but I’m still there You know not what you do With every word against her, you’re only distancing the gap Until it becomes a chasm, and then you won’t get her back This is exactly why I choose to deny No family should bring these tears to their daughters’ eyes You know, I never thought that God existed But if He did, I hope he’d be ashamed of you Family is supposed to stick together You need to get your priorities straight Keep her close, scold her not, please don’t give her a reason to hate And gorgeous, listen to me, you are not alone You’re always welcome, you can call this place home My arms are always open, like theirs claim to be They’re upsetting you, now it’s effecting me.
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Dec 3, 2012
Dec 3, 2012 at 1:59 AM UTC
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