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There you go, |
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What did I do to make you happy all this time? |
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And I, I don't feel alive as everybody |
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Till the nail becomes satisfied engulfed living in Your right hand |
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I see You coming through the night |
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Beware all the signs that lurk there |
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I see You coming through the night |
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Beware all the signs that lurk there, they're in spit disaster |
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And you're afraid to move |
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I don't know how I'm made for such a time as this |
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I don't know how I'm made, |
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For such a time as this has come from grace |
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To make way for the King to take his rightful place |
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Complete disaster is heading on my way |
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But I'm the master of everything I say it's come to now |
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I don't know how I'm made for such a time as this |
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Has come from grace to make way for the King to take his rightful place |
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Reveal the curtain from my eyes |
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And crucify me |
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I don't know how I'm made for such a time |