| It’s a complex puzzle you call your life
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| It’s an uphill climb, it’s a constant fight
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| And it wears you down
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| Feeling like you’re alone, like you don’t belong
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| And you won’t be loved if you don’t measure up
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| And you wear your scars
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| Like they’re who you are
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| Give Him your wounds, your bruised and broken pieces
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| All your questions, all your secrets
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| You don’t have to hide who you are
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| You belong to someone greater
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| Than all your past mistakes and failures
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| Rested who He is
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| He knows how to make your pieces fit
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| He’s the light on the road when you’re lost in the dark
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| And He won’t run away if you show your heart
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| Wants you to believe it
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| You can taste that freedom
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| When you give Him your wounds, your bruised and broken pieces
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| All your questions, all your secrets
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| You don’t have to hide who you are
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| You belong to someone greater
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| Than all your past mistakes and failures
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| Rested who He is
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| He knows how to make your pieces fit
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| You are completely known
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| You are completely loved
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| This is where you belong
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| Give Him your wounds, your bruised and broken pieces
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| All your questions, all your secrets
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| You don’t have to hide who you are
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| You belong to someone greater
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| Than all your past mistakes and failures
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| Rested who He is
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| He knows how to make your pieces fit |