All My Letters by James
James in the Green Room with Will Smith and Jay-Z Now who, who do we pretend we used to be Summer's up in the shape of a daisy Fool We did all this work So where's our bling?
I'll draw a line in the sand To pass through I'll leave a mark In free hand I'll draw a line in the sand To rescue I'll draw a line
I sing of love and the healing within But where Where is the song to end my suffering? You call me king But I feel like a failure You, what colour you choose to paint your skin
I'll draw a line in the sand To pass through I'll leave a mark In free hand I'll draw a line in the sand To rescue I'll draw a line In free hand
All my letters Are on fire From the air My text is clear Please forgive me Please receive me Rescue me From all my fears
All my letters Are on fire Hell and peace seen from the air Out of matches Out of prayers
I'll draw a line in the sand To pass through I'll leave a mark In free hand I'll draw a line in the sand To rescue I'll draw a line In free hand
I'll draw a line in the sand To pass through I'll leave a mark In free hand I'll draw a line in the sand To rescue I'll draw a line In free hand
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