Splinter
Theres a splinter cuttin through my brain
Oh a thorn of Paul
Oh the pain of a little faith
Wont help the cause at all
Theres a figure I'm afraid to face
On God I call
Maybe grace is a little pain
That stops me from the fall
How long until I know?
I'm longing for you to show
What the point of this is
Theres a splinter coming through my veins
Buzzing like a saw
Oh the blades how they all serrate
The author of my soul
How long until I know?
I'm longing for you to show
What the point of this is
Oh a thorn of Paul
Oh the pain of a little faith
Wont help the cause at all
Theres a figure I'm afraid to face
On God I call
Maybe grace is a little pain
That stops me from the fall
How long until I know?
I'm longing for you to show
What the point of this is
Theres a splinter coming through my veins
Buzzing like a saw
Oh the blades how they all serrate
The author of my soul
How long until I know?
I'm longing for you to show
What the point of this is
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Writer(s): James Dan Iii Cox, Morgan Liveoak
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