Benjamin III - Rose Petals

Where do we go
365
Everyday another day to calibrate the tribulation of time
Breathe
Pick and pass the pastures of decapitated and diluted designs
Wait, where do we go
Wait, where do we
Where do we go
365
Everyday another day to calibrate the tribulation of time
Breathe
Pick and pass the pastures of decapitated and diluted designs
Wait, where do we go
Wait, where do we
Where do we go
Too much death in the world
Too much death in the world
The rose petals
The chrome metals
The prone devils
The unknown levels
See
The tribulation of time
Where do we
Where do we go
J E S U S
J E S us
I'm looking to You for the promised Promise Land
You promised man
Where do we go
Rose
Petals
All over the world
Death
Rose
Petals
All over the world
Too much death
Rose
Petals
All over the world
Death
Rose
Petals
All over the world
Too much death
My, my heart has become a canvas
If you look upon it, you'll see an atlas
Of all the places where... (Listen)
The fact is
Too many people have died, man, this
Man, this is a painful thing
And I don't know what to bring
I see them all, them all, crying
Rose Petal
I wonder where we're going
I wonder what you want
I wonder what your heart says
I wonder why we're lost
I'm losing my mind
I don't know what we're doing
This human dialect
Is painted awful red
Look me in the eyes right now
And tell me what you said
Yes we're imperfect
But don't live while you're dead
I'm losing my mind
I don't know what we're doing
This human dialect
Is painted awful red
I'm lost
On his way as we wait for You
Lift up your hands and surrender
Every single piece of yourself to His pleasure
Measure every ounce of defeat in the weather
Look at all the people then look in the mirror
Hypocrite
365
Everyday another day to calibrate the tribulation of time
Pick and pass the pastures of decapitated and diluted designs
Wait, where do we go
Wait, where do we
What does it mean to you
What does it mean to me
To live in the honored truth
Or eat from the deadly tree
Hypocrite
365
Everyday another day to calibrate the tribulation of time
Pick and pass the pastures of decapitated and diluted designs
Wait, where do we go
Wait, where do we
Lift up your hands and surrender
Every single piece of yourself to His pleasure
Measure every ounce of defeat in the weather
Look at all the people then look in the mirror
Hypocrite
Too much death in the world
Too much death in the world
The rose petals
The chrome metals
The prone devils
The unknown levels
See
The tribulation of time
Where do we
What does it mean to you?
What does it mean to me?
To live in the honored truth
Or eat from the deadly tree
Hypocrite
J E S U S
J E S us
I'm looking to You for the promised Promise Land
You promised man
Where do we go
Follow Me

Written by:
Buhle Dube

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