My Sweet Friend

My friend, I'm sorry you're hurting. You walk in a box in the dark. I won't pretend, to know what you're feeling, but I've been hearing your music, and it breaks my heart. You wrote, to put on a smile, and I think that's what you do. But it's okey, to cry for a while, or shout at me if you think I'm not hearin' you. In your storms, and in your battle, on your trail of blood and tears. You may think your end rattles; but I believe and I'm right here. . . [x2] [Chorus] Oh my friend! My sweet friend! I'd take a bullet in the chest for you, go to war and fight for you. Not the end, no it's not the end. I believe that there's hope for you, Jesus believes it too! "Never will I leave you, never will I forsake you." (Heb 13:5) [End] I wasn't with it, a few years back. I lived in constant fear. My mind was under attack, every day for two years. And I've struggled with depression, obsessed over thoughts. I've fallen into lust, this horrid sin, where I should've trusted, I fought. But He got me through it all. Every time that I broke. So I know He can resolve, and take your heavy yoke. [Chorus] Oh my friend! My sweet friend! He took the Bullet in the heart for you. He won the war, and died for you. It's not the end, (oh) not the end! I believe your misery will end real soon, cause Jesus believes in you. "Come to me. . .For my burden is easy, and I'll give rest to you" (Matt 11:28-30) [End] "Even though I walk in the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me. You prepare a table for me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows." (Ps 23:4-5) [Chorus] Oh my friend! My sweet friend! He took the Bullet in the heart for you. He won the war, and died for you. It's not the end, (oh) not the end! I believe your misery will end real soon, cause Jesus believes in you. Please be real with me. . . I know it hurts. I won't promise it'll be easy, but you don't have to go all alone in the dirt. . .