Supertones Louder Than The Mob текст песни, слова песни Louder Than The Mob Supertones
Supertones - Louder Than The Mob
While I drive the nail through Your hand
I know I'm just another Thomas, won't believe
Until I feel the hole in Your hands
Then I will say, my God, I see not what You see
My God, what do You see in me?
My God, crowned in glory
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