| I could never understand the way
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| You could reach out for a man like me
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| From the grave into better, wait
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| It must be grace
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| I lift my filthy head up from the ground
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| How do you give everything you have
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| It’s in the skies and part of the seas
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| For a killer just like me
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| It must be grace
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| All the back and forth, the in between
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| All the secrets that I can’t explain
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| And everything just falls away
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| But Your grace
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| How can I let
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| You love me like this
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| When there’s nothing left
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| Send me a plan out of my request
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| You’re making everything new
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| And after all the night
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| It left me lost for voice
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| I set my feet astray
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| And turn my eyes away
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| Oh God, I know it’s a wrong place
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| My tongue burn from a bad taste
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| My lips are shut too tight
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| Would You even speak Your grace
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| I’m scared to death that I will never be
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| I didn’t want my children to see
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| When they’re looking straight at me
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| Give me grace
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| How can I let
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| You love me like this
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| When there’s nothing left
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| Send me a plan out of my request
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| You’re making everything new
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| You’re making everything
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| Everything new
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| GRACE… |