| You grew up in a broken home
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| And your mother said the porch was your bed
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| Manipulating your father into confinement
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| Just so they could cut the hairs from your head
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| They tried to steal your strength and beauty away
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| Forcing betrayal of a man I barely knew
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| Abandoned and thrown between white walls
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| But they could never, they will never break you
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| When they put the gun to your head
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| An angel stood between you and the trigger
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| When they said your breath was worth nothing
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| You made them listen to the voice of a leader
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| Teach me how to be brave in my last day
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| You awoke to empty hands
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| So you worked them to the barest of bones
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| You were found knocked out with blood on the floor
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| But they could never, they will never break you
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| When they put the gun to your head
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| An angel stood between you and the trigger
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| When they said your breath was worth nothing
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| You made them listen to the voice of a leader
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| Teach me how to be brave even in my dying day
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| The truth could never be taken from your lips
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| The shortness of breath, you were clutching your chest
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| The world went black but for only a moment
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| You opened your eyes and they locked to mine
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| Never afraid, you were never broken
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| I see now as you’re reaching out
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| You never let a second pass away (Never let a second pass away)
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| Unbreakable reflection of grace
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| Teach me how to be brave in my last day
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| Teach me how to be brave in my last day
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| (Teach me how to be brave in my last day)
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| Teach me how to be brave in my last day |