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God, i admit i haven't changed |
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Playing card houses still covering my landscape |
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I never expected you to stay |
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When i'm grabbing for these crumbs and cold loose change |
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I feel your grace come running over every road |
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I love the way you're calling overflow |
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I feel your grace come running over every road |
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You break the floodgates down and carry all |
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God, i admit that i've loved these chains |
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And crawling around this cage sometimes has its advantages |
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I know someday this could get old |
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And i'll need your healing water to find my home |
