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Lukas rossi...<3
You speak of faith.
But do you pray when your on the floor?
I've seen your God.
I've seen his face, through revolving doors.
Through revolving doors.
Broken mirrors and stained glass windows.
I can't see you clear.
I smell your scent on my pillow.
Your voice is all I hear.
I am so confused.
When it rains it pours.
Can I walk with you through revolving doors?
I'll pray for you to keep you safe.
I can't cry no more.
I've seen your God.
I've seen his face, through revolving doors.
Through revolving doors.
Through revolving doors.
..........-Revolving Doors..<3<3
But do you pray when your on the floor?
I've seen your God.
I've seen his face, through revolving doors.
Through revolving doors.
Broken mirrors and stained glass windows.
I can't see you clear.
I smell your scent on my pillow.
Your voice is all I hear.
I am so confused.
When it rains it pours.
Can I walk with you through revolving doors?
I'll pray for you to keep you safe.
I can't cry no more.
I've seen your God.
I've seen his face, through revolving doors.
Through revolving doors.
Through revolving doors.
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