| When I look around there’s an echo
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| Way past scared, need a place I can let go
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| Oh I need a friend, that’ll love me through the mess
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| Oh what you need
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| Need somebody, want somebody, got somebody
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| To love me, love me, love me, love me
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| Now this type of love I’ve been Is getting is so rare
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| Last time I checked everybody was hated down here
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| My perspectives of love wasn’t the love He shared
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| How you care people who don’t reciprocate care
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| I said truth dare promise to repeat or double dare
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| I said I dare you to love if me if its true He said yeah
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| Rolling with four tires to Hell, didn’t care
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| But when they ran out, I was the only one He spared
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| The way I was feeling so bonkers
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| Saw the train of His robe was greater than any Tonka
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| I felt like only through Him it’s nothing I couldn’t conquer
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| Blown away by the gift that’s temporarily offered
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| I was problem, and He was good with mathematics
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| Cause He subtracted my sins and mercy was then added
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| He tore down the division and multiplied massively
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| Eatin' pie to glory
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| Now Calculate His majesty
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| I’m so glad to see
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| When I look around there’s an echo
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| Way past scared, need a place I can let go
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| Oh I need a friend, that’ll love me through the mess
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| Oh what you need
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| Need somebody, want somebody, got somebody
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| To love me, love me, love me, love me
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| Well ok, the Father’s love is rich
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| Got us asking what type of love is this
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| That He would love us with
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| When everybody else’s love would quit
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| It’s counterfeited but His love’s legit
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| It’s like His love was script
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| Scribbled in truth forever no better love known
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| We all look for somebody that we can love on
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| But I’ve been drawn with loving kindness He tugs strong
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| The Savior’s love atones call it the love song
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| It may be shocking like Electro
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| No matter what becomes He promised to never let go, heck no
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| I’m, forever in the Son like Fresno
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| Burning with true desire you can call it the Petro
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| His faithfulness is displayed call it the expo
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| His xo’s got me in a trance like some techno
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| I found a place where I can rest
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| In a God who’s in love with us and covers us in grace
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| That’s His dress code
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| When I look around there’s an echo
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| Way past scared, need a place I can let go
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| Oh I need a friend, that’ll love me through the mess
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| Oh what you need
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| Need somebody, want somebody, got somebody
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| To love me, love me, love me, love me
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| Please don’t be embarrassed by your failures and the errors
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| You got me, an example of a man been given chances
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| The Cross should be a good reason, shows you running is foolish
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| Jesus saved you while filthy, and left Heaven to do it
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| Now we, wait in line for some J’s on Saturday
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| Cop 'em brand new, so we could be braggin' mayne
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| But would you drop a bill-fifty for some muddy Spaulding’s?
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| Of course not! |
| But you were in the pig slop crawling!
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| You say that you love me
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| At shows you take pictures hug me
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| I ain’t crazy, just cause you follow my Twitter feed
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| That don’t mean that you’re feeling me unconditionally
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| If you seen my thoughts, would you still look over my faults?
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| I don’t think so
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| But my Father, He sent His son to bleed though
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| And He love me, in spite of the fact I’m weak folk
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| When I look around there’s an echo
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| Way past scared, need a place I can let go
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| Oh I need a friend, that’ll love me through the mess
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| Oh what you need
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| Need somebody, want somebody, got somebody
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| To love me, love me, love me, love me |