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dillon chase - hotel session 3.0 lyrics

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(verse 1)
even your dark ways is magnifying the light

i grab the mic and recite

a p-ssage higher than flights

or satellites with a height

of galaga type of fights

sp-ce battles

but no categories suffice…

because when you’re heavenly minded

satisfied by the christ

no one can ever define the

m-ssive size of the site

a whole other dimension

rally cries will ignite

the chorus goes to the lord of hosts

p-ssions rise and excite

wish i could keep that perspective

but man i ignore it

i miss the picture

like when you stick your hand out and form it

to take a selfie but your phone ran out of storage

i need to remove refuse i cannot afford this…

i’m getting deep

my bad let me resurface

hold let me reword it

because the deeper we search in

eternal currents

i’m certain

if you get thorough with burrowing

under the finite

you’ll find your infinite purpose

concurrent

with

enjoying him joining in glory then pouring the love of god to others far ignoring

that the longing to live is really a catalyst

to seek the giver of life until he comes back to this

yeah

i just got back from a crowded scene

yeah

talking about the king

to like a thousand teens

yeah

but i know how it be

man they’re pallet fiend

to sip forbidden venom

thinking that the fountain’s clean

ooh, no, that’s a tragic case

with an aftertaste

of his wrath in place

turning from the captain’s face

to be a castaway

but i don’t want to feast with the beast you can p-ss the plate

see i was delivered

from a muddy river

of an ugly litter

so if they persecute the church i’ma suffer with her

eternity is sweet but right now the cup is bitter

my son told me that i need to stop

but i’mma take my time

like a greedy clock

cause god’s been pouring into me a lot

so i pour it back out like a heated pot

my death will be a graduation with the best cl-ss

crew moving in to new jerusalem no jet lag

until then i’ll worship god – no threats last

face up, hands out, like a chest past

- dillon chase lyrics

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