| Don’t tell that I’m human
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| This day could be my last
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| It took so long to get here
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| And it goes so fast
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| The disease, the plague, the weary
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| Can cut their lifespan
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| And I’m not thinking clearly
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| How is this God’s plan
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| Do we still believe in miracles?
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| Do we believe in the days of old?
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| Can I trust the words you said to me
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| Would they take me home?
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| And you say get up and use your king
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| What are you waiting for?
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| I know you think I’m late
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| But now you’ll shine like gold
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| Here you are I’ve been waiting for you
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| Here you are I’ve been waiting for you
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| Oh
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| Just tell that I’m human
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| So I can feel something at last
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| Starring out the window
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| At stained and the broken glass
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| Of this fortress that surronds me
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| I tremble if it’s close
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| I can hear a voice resounding
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| And it says I’m not alone
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| Can I still believe in miracles?
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| Can I belive in the days of old?
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| Can I trust the words you said to me
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| Would they lead me home?
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| And you say get up and use your king
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| What are you waiting for?
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| I know you think I’m late
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| But now you’ll shine like gold
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| Here you are I’ve been waiting for you
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| Here you are I’ve been waiting for you
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| Oh
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| Yeah
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| And you say get up and use your king
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| What are you waiting for?
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| I know you think I’m late
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| But now you’ll shine like gold
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| Here you are I’ve been waiting for you
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| Here you are I’ve been waiting for you
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| Oh
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| Get up and use your king
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| What are you waiting for?
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| I know you think I’m late
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| But now you’ll shine like gold
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| Here you are I’ve been waiting for you
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| Here you are I’ve been waiting for you
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| Oh
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| Don’t tell me that I’m human
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| For you’re on your own death bed
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| There’s an answer to the question
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| Is there a lie at the end
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| Because the hurt it goes much deeper
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| Than the sickness that’s within
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| I’m a dirty broken soul
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| Could anyone forgive |