Lost confidence in the self,
I looked out for a temple,
With a statue in there,
So powerful so loving,
So benevolent so dear,
So that I could borrow,
Some love some faith,
On the self and shed sorrow,
So that I could succeed tomorrow.
That statue couldn’t talk
That statue couldn’t walk,
That statue was brought,
That statue was bought,
That statue was made,
By a man like me,
And he was paid.
Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 10:31 AM UTC
Lost confidence in the self,
I looked out for a temple,
With a statue in there,
So powerful so loving,
So benevolent so dear,
So that I could borrow,
Some love some faith,
On the self and shed sorrow,
So that I could succeed tomorrow.
That statue couldn’t talk
That statue couldn’t walk,
That statue was brought,
That statue was bought,
That statue was made,
By a man like me,
And he was paid.
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