'm thankful Do it again Do it again, do it again You speak to me just like a friend You always seem to show up right on time You do it again, I guess
other end Chorus You do it again, You do it again You speak to me just like a friend You always seem to show up right on time You do it again, I guess
Traduction: Point of Grace. Do It Again.
the other end Chorus You do it again, You do it again You speak to me just like a friend You always seem to show up right on time You do it again, I
alive Your blood preserves my place in time [Part III: Fall From Grace] Breathe in deep Smell these halls of hate Carve your name into these walls Before it
and round, don't stop it And U know this, yeah, yeah Up and down, U got it Cuz when U love somebody (When U love somebody) Every now and then it
few elements which combine, like tricks of light, to sketch the barest outline. But my void is lavish, breaking its frame, tempting me always to turn again, again
that Do that track and I'm bound to counterattack you Where they at? Bring it back, beat it, move it over here Move it, do it like we know it could be
it, bring it, bring it Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it Bring it,
's looking at you Must be your style, it must be your grace It must be you're freakin' me all in my face You're pumpin' it high, you're pumpin' it low
to me I couldn't see your face but I knew that it was you Giving me a second chance I'll never really understand Why I cannot comprehend your love and grace Why do
searching for 'Cause it's a long road, if you're walking it alone Without Jesus, Jesus We said goodbye and I went out driving Running like I always do
dollar store or bar with the friends, She'll be callin' again, you can call it a win! All I do is do it, flossing in my Buick, Prof get the ... like, oh I'll do it
of First Timothy -- that's how Don't count on me to live with no sin Don't count on me -- I'll do it again Don't count on me -- but the point you're
reverse and reverse and chop it and pluck it and cut it and spit it and sew it to joy on the edge of a cyclop and spinet it to rage on the edge
you did I'm glad it worked out for you But you're only foolin' yourself If you think you won't do it again and again Sad attempt at poetry Sad attempt
and yawning Well, what is this craziness? This crazy talking? You caught some small death when you were sleepwalking It was a dark dream, darlin', it
