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For so long I have waited |
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For this sense of urgency |
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For as long as I can remember |
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I've always been the type |
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Of person to just give in |
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I want to run just as fast I came in |
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I want to have the chance |
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To flee the scene |
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And to find peace |
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Oh, it's so hard to find relief |
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With this excess sensitivity |
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To the crimes that have been |
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Committed to others, not only me |
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How long must I wait |
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Til I'm at peace again? |
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And how long must I wait |
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Til I am whole again? |
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Oh, how long must I wait |
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Til I'm at peace again? |
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And how long must I wait |
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To see your face again? |
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I've got one foot in the present day |
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And one foot in the grave |
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But, it's your grace that gives us |
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The second chances that we don't deserve |
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And that we take for granted |
