| A hundred thousand cries, we hide the same way
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| Ticking clocks are marching, we silently watch
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| Waiting for a sign from above
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| We’re pure in our worship, but dirty within
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| Easy to repent, too easy to sin
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| So still I wonder why, atonement we call it
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| If first we don’t free our souls?
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| So here we are, willing to change
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| Ready to start again
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| We are free! |
| With new eyes, now willing to see
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| We are free! |
| Strong enough to believe
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| We are free! |
| If we’ll build
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| Our strength on our knees
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| We are free… we'll be free!
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| Lies can hide the fears, we carry within
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| But scars will remain and they’ll mark our skin
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| Playing' a part, can’t mean we’re reborn
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| Pretending can’t truly brings control
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| So here we are, willing to change
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| Ready to start again
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| We are free! |
| With new eyes, now willing to see
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| We are free! |
| Strong enough to believe
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| We are free! |
| If we’ll build
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| Our strength on our knees
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| We’ll be free, ooh!
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| Not a question, not a prayer
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| Warms the cold inside
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| Inner fights are never ending
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| If we don’t fix our minds
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| With forgiveness, with redemption
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| New horizons come
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| Like a sparkle, like a source
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| It will bring new life…
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| We are free! |
| With new eyes, now willing to see
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| We are free! |
| Strong enough to believe
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| We are free! |
| If we’ll build our strength
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| On our knees
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| We are free!
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| We’ll be free! |