35 lyrics for "Do not be afraid"

We're not gonna fall Take my hand and fly Will you ever be that tall Don't you be afraid Give me a reason bitch They try kicking and screaming Contation break us apart
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Do not be afraid Puts the fear of God in me We saw birth and death Can't we be still What makes you kind From where comes your sparkling mind Was it under the earth? Tied up in a knot Which I forgot you were ever there
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But surely not today Someday I won't be afraid of my head Someday I will not be chained to my bed Someday I’ll forget the day he left One day I won't need a PhD To sit me down and tell me what it all means Maybe one day it'll be a breeze, ah But surely
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I'm so gone (just you) All I do is walk alone (just me) I can make it on my own (just me) I'm a do my thing I'm a do, I'm a do, I'm a do my thing I was born at the end of december Not afraid that the cold of the winter Would keep me inside, hey Ever
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I am not alone Not beaten down just yet I am not afraid Of the voices in my head And down the darkest road Something follows me This misery loves my company Misery loves my company I don’t need your condescending
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To write you another song 'Cause I'll give you my heart If you would let me start all over again So please give me another chance Take back those things I've done You've been alone You've been afraid
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Give me another chance to be your man, be your man, no Give me another chance, give me another chance, oh (Woah oh oh, woah oh oh) I promise I won't let you hurt again, hurt again, no Don't be afraid, baby, take my hand, take my hand, no Just give me
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Straight to my baby's love Somebody direct Me I done cried a river of tears This you may not believe But I've been crying for five long years Afraid of all my fears Love has got me now In a terrible bet
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Where my sorrow goes, there I'll be Water runs up through my door And washed me clean of my childhood Dirt on the floor, a reminder Well I can't tell you I'm not at all afraid Crossing that river again on a boat Takes in more than it floats on above And
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(Don't ha fi dread) This is not a dreadlocks thing You don't ha fi dread to be Rasta Divine conception of the heart, well Divine conception of the heart Don't be afraid of Jah ever burning fire The fire that reigns over heat, air and water No water can
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