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Lord, Lord, I can't make this fig tree wither I can't make these mountain be thrown into the sea I can't do this on my own My flesh is weak I will devour everything The trend is nothing new to me Lord fill me with something real The shadows have kept me captive They've kept me wanting so much more Lord, Lord, I can't make this fig tree wither I can't make these mountain be thrown into the sea I can't do this on my own This love i cherished has Made my lungs gasp for a breathe Your a liar your a fake Lord fill me with something real these shadows have kept me captive They've kept me wanting so much more We are we are the ones who walk alone We are we are chasing shadows From Letras Mania