| I see you,
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| And pardon all the wrong I do.
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| Blaming God, the truth?
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| I can’t exercise faith without proof.
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| Infect the wound- don’t soothe.
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| This person I’ve become, so blue.
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| Stay true, stay true!
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| This person I’ve become so blue.
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| Stay true.
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| Life happens.
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| One day I didn’t recognize my face,
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| So weak, and so troubled.
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| Afraid to move,
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| Ashamed to stay still.
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| In touch? |
| Not me.
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| Awake, but hollow.
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| So hollow.
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| I could use a change, I’m tired.
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| Now I’m looking for something real!
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| The wasted time to make ends meet,
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| has satisfied my need to follow,
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| My dreams. |
| Which used to drive,
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| Every step I would take.
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| Shoved aside for all the wrong things!
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| They’re gonna set me free!
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| They’ll set me free…
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| If I open my eyes inside,
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| And find the will to be,
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| Honest, up front, insightful,
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| Into others needs.
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| Life’s not gonna hold your hand,
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| And make you be worth the fucking air you breathe.
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| I hope I’m deemed worthy!
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| The fuckin air I breathe!
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| I could use a change, I’m tired.
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| Now I’m looking for something real!
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| The wasted time to make ends meet,
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| has satisfied my need to follow,
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| My dreams. |
| Which used to drive,
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| Every step I would take.
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| Shoved aside for all the wrong things!
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| They’re gonna set me free!
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| A ghost,
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| I know I’m not the one I used to know.
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| I can be,
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| better than this man in the mirror…
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| Wait- I need,
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| I need to recognize,
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| Its hard to recognize,
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| My own face.
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| My knees,
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| Are weak beneath a guise,
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| Of strength,
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| Has time taken flight?
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| I don’t know my fate.
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| If I can’t get it straight,
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| I’ll wake up old and grey,
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| Sinister from this lack of change.
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| This place,
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| Has turned the boy with innocence,
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| Into this sinful ugly mess.
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| I beckon faith, unproved.
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| so I can recognize,
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| Its hard to recognize,
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| my own face.
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| I could use a change. |
| I could use a change.
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| I could use a change, I’m tired.
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| Now I’m looking for something real!
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| The wasted time to make ends meet,
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| has satisfied my need to follow,
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| My dreams. |
| Which used to drive,
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| Every step I would take.
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| Shoved aside for all the wrong things!
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| They’re gonna set me free! |