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God made me first From the same dirt Made me with thirst And thoughts inside my brand new head Oh, how we fought 'Cause I would not Bend nor bow And break in Adam's brand new bed "She's making a mess of my garden lord" Can't put me back, can't put me back Can't put me back, can't put me "She's crashing the stories I starred in, Lord" Can't put me back, can't put me back Can't put me back, can't put me I made me grow Reap, I don't sow And soon, he'll know That I will always put me first So they will meet Flesh out, plan B My fruit, his tree Will bring about the mighty fall "She's making a mess of my garden lord" Letras de cancionesCan't put me back, can't put mе back Can't put me back, can't put me "She's crashing thе stories I starred in, Lord" Can't put me back, can't put me back Can't put me back, can't put me Barefoot in snow To follow crows I will not turn myself to look He'll write me out Blame me for drought The seed of doubt I will not change myself for you "She's making a mess of my garden lord" Can't put me back, can't put me back Can't put me back, can't put me "She's crashing the stories I starred in, Lord" Can't put me back, can't put me back Can't put me back, can't put me From Letras Mania