I can hear a growl. I wanna tuck my tail and head home.
But I'm surrounded by these beasts inside my soul.
They're all around me and there's a pounding in my chest.
But blessed are the meek, so I gotta believe that I am
The lion lays down with the lamb.
So I won't be afraid now when he shows his teeth again.
Maybe I should fight. That could be my part.
But every time I try it seems I'm swinging in the dark.
But the last are first. The weak will be made strong.
So now even when it hurts, I will not turn. I know it
won't be long.
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