Текст и слова песни Justin McRoberts – Enemy
It’s amazing just how much I look like the enemy
His hatred looks so much like the hate inside of me
I’ve fallen like so many fools my age
Throwing stones at all who cross me
I won’t become a victim of my rage
Lord, give me love for the enemy
It’s expected that if you swing you’ll find me swinging back
The exception is in the greatness I so clearly lack
I will learn to see you where you said you’d be
In the least of these
His hatred looks so much like the hate inside of me
I’ve fallen like so many fools my age
Throwing stones at all who cross me
I won’t become a victim of my rage
Lord, give me love for the enemy
It’s expected that if you swing you’ll find me swinging back
The exception is in the greatness I so clearly lack
I will learn to see you where you said you’d be
In the least of these
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