Let me in, I'll bury the pain You stole my pure intention You are the sickness in between You taught me to be sad at you You almost made me take it all You bend me and you shake me You beg me then you break me You made me feel like a sinner Now you fear

I went through the fire Flames made me pure Fears were fishing for a confession I ain't bite the lord Took a tour of the country In a federal van The light overcame the darkness In the devilish land Knowing that the change must come but Sam Cook seems