| I’m just a broken instrument in the hands of the Greatest
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| So if the notes are off it’s ‘cause I ain’t nothin' to play with
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| And you can fault me, but ain’t we all off key
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| Majorin' in the minors like there ain’t no errors behind us
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| Somehow he still makes these melodies with my felonies
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| I ain’t buyin' nothin' they sellin' me what you tellin' me
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| Broken pieces actin' like we ain’t cracked
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| Man we all messed up and can’t no one escape that
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| We some broken people
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| Came from broken homes
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| Broken hearts inside of a broken soul
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| Alcoholics, the addicts
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| English, African, Arabs
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| Ain’t no riches to fix it
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| You still broke when you have it
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| If you ain’t breakin' bad and you still chasin' the habit
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| It ain’t no wonderland so we still chasing the rabbit
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| Ain’t a soul on the planet, that’s better than another
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| And we all need grace in the face of each other
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| All the pieces on the ground
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| I shattered all the dreams I thought I found
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| Can you put me back together?
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| I need your grace for my flaws
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| God I’m broken in this mess I’ve made
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| I need you to restore me
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| From Heaven we all small
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| Can’t nobody buy tickets
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| You better have will call
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| That reaper he will call
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| They hurt just like me
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| Work just like me
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| Lust of the flesh the pride of life they flirt with like me
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| Regardless of our money we all broke together
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| And if we don’t swallow our pride we gon' choke together
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| Tryna hold onto our lives with these clumsy hands
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| Fell off the wall of purity
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| Doing that Humpty dance
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| Forget the king’s horses
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| Forget the king’s men
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| The King is coming to put us back together again
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| Been fighting since my daddy left
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| Fighting for approval
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| Think I don’t know tryna get this world to love me is futile
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| We Tyler Durden won’t be the burden of being less
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| Than what we were made to be like being what they suggest
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| We are outsiders, outliers
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| Out cry is loud, the meek inherit the earth
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| And God opposes the proud, wassup?!
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| All the pieces on the ground
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| I shattered all the dreams I thought I found
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| Can you put me back together?
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| I need your grace for my flaws
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| God I’m broken in this mess I’ve made
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| I need you to restore me
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| Your presence in me
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| Is all the strength that I need
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| Your presence in me
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| Is all the strength that I need
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| And I’ll always be whole
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| And I’ll always be whole
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| All the pieces on the ground
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| I shattered all the dreams I thought I found
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| Can you put me back together?
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| I need your grace for my flaws
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| God I’m broken in this mess I’ve made
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| I need you to restore me
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| You never left me
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| You never ran off
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| You never gave up
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| You never left me
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| You never ran off
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| You never gave up
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| You never left me
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| You never ran off
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| You never gave up
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| You never left me
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| You never ran off
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| You never gave up |