Just as I am, without one p***, but that thy blood was s*** for me, and that thou bidst me come to thee, O Lamb of God, I c***, I c***.
Just as I am, and waiting not to rid my soul of one d*** b***, to thee whose blood can cleanse each s***, O Lamb of God, I c***, I c***.
Just as I am, though tossed about with many a conflict, many a doubt, fightings and f*** within, without, O Lamb of God, I c***, I c***.
Perception never tells the whole truth.
Your brain lies to you.
Do you trust me?






