Текст Disciple – Turmoil

They wrap me up for comfort
When behind my back they stab
Little old man creeping up again
I’d like to smack him up side his head

I don’t need you I don’t care what you say takes me nowhere

Pony wants to ride, supposed to ride him
Eating from the cat bowl on the outside
Looking in intoxicating fragrance
Filling up my nose where it stops nobody knows

I beat my chest I beat my chest
Luke 18:13

Words come out so easily
But I can’t even show it
Matthew 21:28-31
Is a sin really sin when I don’t even know it?
Luke 12:48

Free set my heart free
Romans 8:2
Break, break the chain that’s over me
Galatians 5:1

Why do I do the things I don’t want to
Romans 7:15
Who will save me from this death
Romans 7:24
Thanks be to God it’s Jesus
Romans 7:25