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Well I'd been feelin, incessantly ill
From all that madness, that I'd built
And I’d been alone, far too long
I dreamed of a love, with me in your arms
God, without you, we'll always be lost
The thought, of burning in hell, is incessantly ill
And I'd been thinkin, that I lost my mind
So run while you can, to save your life
But when I looked up, I held God in my eyes
How could it be, that he stayed by my side
God, it matters not, the things I gave up
The sin, the way that I lived, was incessantly ill
Incessantly ill
The way that you feel
Incessantly real
Your power to heal
The incessantly ill




