A Formal Feeling

Outrun The Gun

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It's as if five fingers have crossed her face
I know because I have been there in that place
With angry eyes
You're hurting no more than I
It kills me to see you cry
I'm so sorry, but the pages must still turn
I played the part you told me and still I got burned
His blood was spilled, but I guess mine still has to be
You're hurting no more than I
It kills me to see you cry
You're hurting no more than I
You're hurting no more than I

Oh how sweet Your grace, It falls on me
It gives me peace when others can't let go
And Oh how sweet Your love
It saves me!
And I would give up anything for You!!!