Steele Croswhite
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Where are the days that I labored in vain?
Did I build my own town, did I make me a name?
Where are the years that I wasted away?
That I swallowed like pills, now I'm not the same
And I, owe-owe-owe-owe-owe-owe
And I, owe-owe it all to you, yeah
And I, owe-owe-owe-owe-owe-owe
And I, owe-owe it all to you, yeah
When I think who I was, but now, I know who I am
I was bought with the precious blood of the Lamb
I'm used to walking in fear, but now, I see you more clear
I'm as bored as a lie, yeah
And I, owe-owe-owe-owe-owe-owe
And I, owe-owe it all to you, yeah
And I, owe-owe-owe-owe-owe-owe
And I, owe-owe it all to you, yeah
When I look at my son, or see my daughter's eyes
When I'm watching them on, I see my beautiful wife
Not by the will of the flesh or by desire of man
I am a child of God by the will of I am
And I, owe-owe-owe-owe-owe-owe
And I, owe-owe it all to you, yeah
And I, owe-owe-owe-owe-owe-owe
And I, owe-owe it all to you, yeah
And I, owe-owe-owe-owe-owe-owe
And I, owe-owe it all to you, yeah
And I, owe-owe-owe-owe-owe-owe
And I, owe-owe it all to you, yeah
And I, owe-owe-owe-owe-owe-owe
And I, owe-owe it all to you, yeah