| The morning comes like an enemy soldier
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| I feel the weight across my shoulders
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| I feel the shadows getting colder
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| But that ain’t you
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| This noose ain’t getting any looser
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| I get so fearful about the future
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| I hear the shame of my accuser
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| But that ain’t you
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| I found strength but it wasn’t what I thought
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| I found peace in the places I forgot
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| I found riches ain’t the things that I had bought
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| I found out
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| The day I lost myself was the day that I found God
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| I get caught chasing my own illusions
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| I get so lost in these confusions
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| I keep on looking for my own solutions
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| But that ain’t you, that ain’t you no
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| My enemies weren’t the ones I had fought
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| My liberties weren’t the freedoms I had sought
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| What I learned weren’t the lessons I’d been taught
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| I found out the day I lost myself was
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| The day that I found God
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| Where is God out in the darkness?
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| Cause the voices in my head ain’t talking honest
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| They’re saying maybe you made us then forgot us
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| But that ain’t you, that ain’t you no
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| And all I know is that I still don’t know a lot
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| I don’t know how it ends I’m in the middle of this plot
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| Yeah and I found grace for the man that I am not
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| Yeah, I found out the day I lost myself
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| Yeah, I found out the day I lost myself
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| Yeah, I found out
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| The day I lost myself was the day that I found God |