| Oh the feeling comes to me again
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| The feeling to give up and to give in
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| The feeling that I’ve already lost the war
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| But a pure heart is worth waiting for
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| Get behind me, all you little fears
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| Get behind me, all you wasted years
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| Get behind me, everything I’ve done wrong
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| Pure eyes are coming with the dawn
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| I’ve decided to face this mountain
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| Stare them down between the eyes
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| I’m not running from this mountain of mine
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| I’ve decided to face this mountain
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| To stand up to the mountain tonight
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| I believe you could move this mountainside
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| She’s a pretty devil in disguise
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| The devil’s in the details of her eyes
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| She’s a blurry vision in a dress tonight
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| Your tongue is mixing drinks like truths and lies
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| Maybe faith is found inside a seed
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| Maybe faith is found inside of me
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| Mostly, I feel like I’m lost at sea
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| I believe, Lord help my unbelief |