In my humble..
Anything I do was never meant to be perfect.
And everything I am would never be destined to the fullest.
Oh Lord, in my deepest heart I praise You.
But I cannot accept this gift of Yours.
I don't think that I deserve it.
Your image has became what I am today and tomorrow.
I am the way You are.
I don't think that I deserve it.
This hands, this eyes, this lips and this feet.
I still don't think that I deserve this image.
In my humble..
Let me praise you and let me be not in Your images.
'Cause I don't think that I deserve it.
Let me be not like You.
Or let me be not to exist.
I'm not alike you..
Oh Lord, pardon me for refusing to be like You.
I will soon fade.
And I'll be seeing her on the other side.
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