Words Of Grace And Beauty On Display

How long do we have to put up with this
Turn yourself loose, and stand on your two feet
Its nothng but a joke to you

Can i be completly honest with you
You are drowning in a flood of your own tears,
How long must we make this about you
Listen up, you all, let me make this known

Slowly you'l come to your knees
At this point its hopeless to make this about you
Im trying to make this burden lighter
So pick up your face and make this an end

Youve sent us away dont put off my rescue
And hope for rain send grace to me

Dont let thwm take whats left of her
Keep in mind that our times about to end

There must be somthing more than this
There must be

God how long will it be till you
Let up on me, how can i

This was it, this was my rescue
Reach out your hand, and hope im there