I'll praise when I feel it, and I'll praise when I don’t
I'll praise 'cause I know
You’re still in control
'Cause my praise is a weapon, it's more than a sound Oh, my praise is the shout that brings Jericho down
one thing people need to understand about extremely kind, nice, and loving people, is that their other side is just as extreme. It's the hell they survive that makes them gentle. dont mistake their self-control for weakness. The beast in them is sleeping, not dead