| As the sun falls behind the sea, we lay in our beds
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| Wrestling, quarreling with the questions in our heads
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| Fear pillages and rapes my mind, I see it looking over me
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| Feel the fear, the fear of failure
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| Feel the fear of emptiness
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| Feel the fear of a promised death
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| Hanging over our heads
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| Feel the fear of it all crashing down
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| Feel the fear, feel the fear, feel the fear
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| Trudging, toiling, looking for some hope
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| And in time we? |
| ll know
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| Finding no rest, more sleepless nights
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| Holding tight to the comforts of your wasted life
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| Shed your fear, what is the cost of living?
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| Shed your fear, will you pay the price?
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| Remove the earth, digging for truth
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| Quest for a calling to ransom back the dead
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| Seeking the truth inside, reaching for a bloodied hand
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| Shed the fear, condemned to a martyr? |
| s death
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| I would gladly lose my life for the sake of Jesus Christ
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| Hear me now, if this be my final hour
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| Hear me now, if this be my final hour
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| Hear me now, hear me now if this be my final hour
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| With my last breath
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| No more fear, no more emptiness left in here
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| No more fear, I shed the fear of a promised death |