Sleeping Giant - No Love Lyrics
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No Love
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What Are The Lyrics For No Love By Sleeping Giant?
We've got no love,
We pushed the world away We pushed the world away We've got no love Not your buildings and not your plans Not your doctrines, oh sons of man! Not the judgments that push and shove They'll only know that you're Mine by love Tear it down, tear it down, go! There's only one thing that we can show Break apart the sickening world There's still only one way they will know All the world will know All the world will see All the world will see All the world will call upon 'Cause every soul has a right to believe How can they believe in You? How can they know if they can't see our love? See our love? Why would they believe it's true? How can they know if they can't see our love? See our love? We've got no love We pushed the world away We pushed the world away True love, personified Holy God, crucified Hatred makes Him nothing more Than homophobic holy war Flags and racists stage the shows It's all a fraud, no one knows Faint desire, look above The truth of God is found in love All the world will know All the world will see All the world will see All the world will call upon 'Cause every soul has a right to believe How can they believe in You? How can they know if they can't see our love? See our love? Why would they believe it's true? How can they know if they can't see our love? See our love? |
Who Wrote No Love By Sleeping Giant?
Tom Green, Geoff Brouillette, Nelson Flores, Matt Weir
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What's The Duration Of The No Love By Sleeping Giant?The duration of No Love is 3:52 minutes and seconds. |
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