| Starring at the window looking back at me
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| I see who I am and who I want to be
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| My spirit’s fighting with my flesh and I’m caught in between
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| Feels like I’m in a war with every part of me yea
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| And I know I been called to a purpose
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| And I know that the victory is already mine
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| But that don’t mean it don’t get hard sometimes
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| Who am I, who should I be
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| Where do I stand, what do I believe
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| Out on this road of Destiny
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| Battling my torn identity
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| Ooh ooh ooh, My torn identity
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| Ooh ooh ooh, Trynna take over me
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| Ooh ooh ooh, its a torn, my torn, so torn identity
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| I’m so torn
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| It gets hard sometimes
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| My heart and mind, body and soul
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| On one accord, in this perfect mold
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| To be like him, yea thats the goal
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| But living in this flesh kinda takes a toll
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| I already know you paved the way for me to live right
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| I know joy emerges in the morning from the darkest nights
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| But it’s still a fight, even on the winning side
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| And I’m willing to die, I gotta earn my stripes
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| Who am I, who should I be
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| Where do I stand, what do I believe |
| Out on this road of Destiny
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| Battling my torn identity
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| Ooh ooh ooh, My torn identity
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| Ooh ooh ooh, Trynna take over me
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| Ooh ooh ooh, its a torn, my torn, so torn identity
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| Ooh
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| Ooh
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| Ooh, its a torn, my torn, so torn identity
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| Who am I, who should I be
|
| Where do I stand, what do I believe
|
| Out on this road of Destiny
|
| Battling my torn identity
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| Ooh ooh ooh, My torn identity
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| Ooh ooh ooh, Trynna take over me
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| Ooh ooh ooh, its a torn, my torn, so torn identity |