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Jesus, I prayTake all my mistakesThrow them awayDestroy them for my sake Jesus, I call out ’cause I’m sorryBecause I fall so short of your gloryTo the best of my abilityI’m practicing humilityAnd I lay myself before‘Cause less is more All that I haveI lay beforeWith my pride on the floorCause to you less is

People make mistakeswe find that everything breaksand it always is the same, gotta find someone to blameand these errors that we make (cause we’re all human earthquakes)yeah, we made the hurricane, yet we’re not the one’s to blame? we point the finger even though it’s not politewe condemn the son of God (we’re hoping two

Bored in a stable with nothing to do.We make a game of throwing our shoes.Lead me to water, but not to the track.Show me a saddle and I’ll say, "Hey get off my back."All in favor (all in favor) say "Nay!"We like the flavor of (we like the flavor of) hay.We’re gonna graze all of

think we’re going somewhere.We’re on to something good here.Out of mind, out of state.Trying to keep my head on straight.I think we’re going somewhere.We’re on to something good here.There’s only one thing left to do.Drop all I have and go with you. [Chorus:]Somewhere back there I left my worries all behind.My problems fell out of

oh, what a lousy excuse for a carone mile to go, but i can’t push it that fari think i’ve had enoughi think i’m, i’m giving up saved all my money to buy a new guitarthen i got ripped off by the guy who fixed my cari think i’ve had enoughi think i’m, I’m giving