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Take my ashes |
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Take my dirt |
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And clay |
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Take my pride and strip it all away |
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Take my mourning, take my doubt |
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And fear |
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Say the word's I long to hear |
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Though your sin's, were as scarlet |
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They will be, as white as snow |
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Though they were red, red as crimson |
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They will be like wool |
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When everything is beautiful |
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Everything I tried too hide |
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All the games I've been playin' |
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Every secret, every lie |
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All the shame I've been claiming |
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Come and whisper in my ear |
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And say the word's I long to hear |
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Though your sin's were as scarlet |
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They will be, as white as snow |
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Though they were red, red as crimson |
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They will be like wool |
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When everything is beautiful |
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I'm alive with a hope of a brand new day |
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Oh oh woah |
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I'm alive with the hope of a brand new day |
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Though your sin's were as scarlet |
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They've become as white as snow |
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Though they were red, red as crimson |
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They've be like wool |
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Though your sin's were as scarlet |
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They've become as white as snow |
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Though they were red, red as crimson |
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They've be like wool |
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And everything is beautiful |
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Everything is beautiful |