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Whole worlds' gone crazy |
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I believe it |
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You can see it |
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On the news |
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Everybody's preachin' about somethin' |
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But it don't mean nothin' if it ain't true |
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It's easy to get lost where the black turns in to grey |
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and I ain't smart enough to walk alone and find my way |
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I'm stubborn as the day is long |
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I struggle with God but hey, don't we all |
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I walk the line then straddle the fence |
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Blame it on the devil when it don't make sense |
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I'll take my chances on what I can't see |
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Don't wanna die never trying to believe |
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I've got a son and he's got questions |
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About heaven and all that stuff |
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What kind of Dad ain't got no answers |
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When I can't answers |
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When I can't answer I make it up |
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If I'm wrong somewhere along the way I hope he sees |
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God must have a big ol' heart to love a man like me |
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I'm stubborn as the day is long |
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I struggle with God but hey, don't we all |
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I walk the line then straddle the fence |
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Blame it on the devil when it don't make sense |
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but I take my chances on what I can't see |
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Don't wanna die never trying to believe |
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I'm stubborn as the day is long |
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I struggle with God but hey, don't we all |
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I walk the line then straddle the fence |
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Blame it on the devil when it don't make sense |
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but I take my chances on what I can't see |
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I'd rather trust in God than trust in me |
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I'll take my chances on what I can't see |
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Don't wanna die never trying to believe |
