| I’m bruised and broken here again a traitor to my closest friend
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| I try to understand this love, my hands are covered with your blood.
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| I see the pain in his eyes as they crushed his face,
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| pullin' flesh from his bones as they ripped his back,
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| lacerated skin whip still cuttin' within',
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| copious blood loss thorns slammed in his head,
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| I see the nails sink deep in his hands and his feet,
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| his body shaking people spitting still says father forgive them,
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| bones dislocate, lungs collapse do you see this,
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| as he breaths his last, he cries out it is finished.
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| Whats it gonna' take, whats it gonna' take,
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| am I gonna' break everytime the road gets dirty,
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| have I got the faith can I take the pace everything’s drying up on this crazy
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| journey.
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| Heavy on my mind gotta' try to find, try to find a way to this path you’ve
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| chosen,
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| gotta' never doubt, gotta' work it out, trying not to
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| drop this cross I carry.
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| Broken, hopeless, downright dirty but you are holy,
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| gracious, mercy and you will save me, lift me, take me. |
| I was blind now I can
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| see.
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| So you heard it all there do you just sit and stare
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| as if all didn’t happen man it’s the truth,
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| gospel straight up roots.
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| Jesus Christ ain’t a cuss and as he hung on the cross he took what we should’ve
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| got.
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| If you don’t have it better get it now,
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| turn your life around outta' the darkness stepping into the light
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| and if you got it better live keep believing it
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| still pick up ya' cross everyday and keep running the race. |