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Boltz Ray lyrics

What Was I Supposed To Be

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Jesus walked upon the earth, On the shores of Galilee, He'd say to His disciples, Let the little children come to me, I wonder if up in heaven, Do you suppose we'll see little children asking what was I supposed to be. Chorus What was I supposed to be, What were my eyes supposed to see, And why did I taste of death before I even drew a breath, Laid my head at my mother's breast, to sleep. Oh Jesus, Chorus Was I to be a prophet used in the ministry, A doctor who would find a cure for some terrible disease, Even if I'd been born imperfect why couldn't my parents see, That I'd have been made perfect when you came back for me. Oh Jesus Chorus Oh Jesus, what was I supposed to be, Oh Jesus, what was I supposed to be.

The Ocean

AGAINST ME! "New Wave"
If I could have chosen where God would hide his heaven, I would wish for it to be in the salt and swell of the ocean. Carried by the currents to all continents' shores. Reaching into depths where the sun’s light has never shown. Mixed with algae and coral. Breathed in by sharks and dolphins. Sailed by tanker ships, private yachts, swam in by tourists. Working its way up through inlets, lakes, and rivers, swamps, and estuaries. Down through limestone into the aquifer. Purified by the county, pumped through pipes and out faucets. Filled into a glass to meet the thirst of our children. If I could have chosen, I would have been born a woman. My mother once told me she would have named me Laura. I would grow up to be strong and beautiful like her. One day I’d find an honest man to make my husband. We would have two children, build our home on the Gulf of Mexico. Our family would spend hot summer days at the beach together. The sun would kiss our skin as we played in the sand and water. We would know we loved each other without having to say it. At night we would sleep with the windows of our house left open. Letting the cool ocean air soothe the sunburned shoulders of our children. There is an Ocean in my soul where the waters do not curve.

New Name

TODD AGNEW "Reflection Of Something"
I was born with no chance at life Dead before I took my first breath I was born with no family ties Alone before I knew where I lived [CHORUS:] They called me broken, worthless, and a shame They called me wasted, used up, and chained But You made me Your child And You called me Your own Now they can call me, But they've got to use my new name I walked miles and couldn't find a home There was no place that I belonged I walked for days and days and weeks and years Couldn't find a melody for my song [CHORUS] I don't need money, I don't need fame I don't need the love that this world can bring I don't need this prison, I don't need these chains I needed a Father, and Child is my new name

Red Wigglers

Impetigo
Feverish rites of the culinarily macabre Consuming pork when not fully cooked Teeming colonies of maggots swarm within Contracted the deadly affliction overlooked Botulism sets in as the sweat intensilies Death in hours is sure and expected Trichinosis diagnosed no cure is known The agony of seafood not thoroughly inspected. Debris-ridden vomit Your insides jellity Revulsion of intestines Die. The swift, horrible fate of the disease is asphyxiation, A most terrible painful death from which there is no salvation. Intestinal worms burrow throughout you corpse As the plaque reveals its ultimate benediction The slame, the rot, the bubbling bile The red larvae of this corious infection. Cannibalized stop Squishes and squirms Red wigglers The cadillac of worms.

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