Dirt Poor Robins teach me how to pray

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This morning I dressed in my bulletproof vest
And the chain mail that watches my back
For the strength I am lacking, this ammo I'm packing
I manage to cover my tracks
I cried and I pleaded, no one interceding
His destiny out of my hands
For the guilt and the shame they have laid Him to blame
Now they bury the very best man
Teach me how to pray
For I know I've gone astray
I have stood at Your throne but I can't do this alone
So teach me how to pray
All this armor I carry is likely to bury me
Shielded without an attack
And without You to guide me
There's nothing inside that could make up for all that I lack
Teach me how to pray
For I know I've gone astray
I have stood at Your throne but I can't do this alone
So teach me how to pray
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia
Teach me how to pray
For I know I've gone astray
I have stood at Your throne but I can't do this alone
So teach me how to pray, teach me how to pray

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