Who Am I Living For?

Yeah…yeah…yeah
Uh…
Yeah…yeah…yeah

I can feel a theme that’s inside of me
As I march alone to a different beat

Soul whisper lowing down my feel

Yeah… yeah…

I am ready for the road less traveled
Soothing ups for my crowning battle
This task is my own cross to bear
But I will get there

It’s never easy to be chosen
Never easy to be called
Standing on the frontline
When the boxes are too full

I can see the heavens
But I also hear the tides
Calling out my name

I could see the writing on the wall
I can’t ignore this war
At the end of it all
Who am I living for?

I can feel this life best inside of me
Going fast into a bow and lighten me
I know and spark will sharp the world

Yeah..yeah…

So I pray for safer like Easter
I need your strength to handle the pressure
I know there will be sacrifice but that’s the price

It’s never easy to be chosen
Never easy called
Standing on the frontline
When the boxes are too full

I can see the heavens
But I still hear the tides
Calling out my name

[Chorus]

I could see the writing on the wall
I can’t ignore this war
At the end of it all
Who am I living for?

I could see the writing on the wall
I can’t ignore this war
At the end of it all
Who am I living for?

At the end… at the end…

Who am I living for?

At the end … at the end…

Who am I living for?

Have you used a head bead
Where’s the crown?
Don’t let the Greatness scare you down

Have you used a head bead
Where’s the crown?
Don’t let the Greatness scare you down

Oh.. Oh … yeah

I could see the writing on the wall
I can’t ignore this war
At the end of it all
Who am I living for?

I could see the writing on the wall
I can’t ignore this war
At the end of it all
Who am I living for?

At the end… at the end…

Who am I living for?

At the end … at the end

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