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Lord, Lord, I can't make this fig tree witherI can't make these mountain be thrown into the seaI can't do this on my ownMy flesh is weakI will devour everythingThe trend is nothing new to meLord fill me with something realThe shadows have kept me captiveThey've kept me wanting so much moreLord, Lord, I can't make this fig tree witherI can't make these mountain be thrown into the seaI can't do this on my ownthis love i cherished hasmade my lungs gasp for a breatheyour a liar your a fakeLord fill me with something real these shadows have kept me captiveThey've kept me wanting so much moreWe are we are the ones who walk alonewe are we are chasing shadows From Letras Mania