| I know I’ve shocked and stunned the heavens
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| I fear betrayal lives and flows in my blood
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| I can’t kill the curse or claim the blessing
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| Living in death and shame
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| How many songs of my betrayal will I have sung before it’s fatal?
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| Though all my words are weak and tired
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| Your love still blossoms like a fire
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| My betrayal
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| Is it fatal?
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| Weak and tired
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| Feel the fire
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| I know I cannot reach the heavens
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| Wearing a harlot’s heart, cursing Your name
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| But You take the curse, give me the blessing
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| Bearing my death and shame
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| I feel it burning like a fire
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| O' Love that will not let me go
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| How many songs of my betrayal
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| Feel it burning like a fire
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| Will I have sung before it’s fatal?
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| Won’t let me go
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| Though all my words are weak and tired
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| Feel it burning like a fire
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| Your love still blossoms like a fire
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| Won’t let me go
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| O' Love that reaches from the heavens
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| To wretched, rebel hearts lost and alone
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| You took my curse — gave me Your blessing
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| Giving me hope in death |