| Here I am more or less a man
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| Second rate, the last in line
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| One of life’s little twists of fate
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| But here I stand
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| The unaccepted man (Neh 1:9)
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| At the temple gate…
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| Sometimes I sit and wonder why
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| I was born
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| When everything that I touch
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| Seems to turn out wrong
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| Though I’m a mistake
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| There must be a place I belong
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| But I’m outside looking in (Luke 15:14)
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| (Life looks so easy, they all seem so happy)
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| Yes, I’m outside looking in
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| (And everyone’s pretty but I feel so ugly)
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| I’m all alone without a friend
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| 'Cause I’m outside looking in
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| The plan was laid
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| I guess I was made this way (Psa 51:5)
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| I’ve tried before
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| But I just can’t seem to change
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| Still my heart longs to belong
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| I wish there was a way
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| But I’m outside looking in
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| (The beautiful city — they all seem so happy) (Eph 2:21)
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| Yes, I’m outside looking in
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| (And everyone’s pretty but I feel so ugly)
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| The celebration will begin
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| While I’m still outside looking in
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| Oh, I’m outside looking in (Gal 4:26)
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| (They make it look easy to love and be happy)
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| Yes, I’m outside looking in
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| (I'm cast out and ugly and nobody loves me)
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| Oh, nobody knows me now I’m outside looking in
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| (The beautiful city — they all seem so happy) (Num 24:5)
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| Oh, nobody sees the ones outside looking in
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| (And everyone’s pretty but I feel so ugly)
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| Oh, nobody knows me now
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| As life goes on for them
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| I will stay here in my sin
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| 'Cause I’m outside looking in |