I can’t stick this out I don’t have a doubt
That without this I’d be walking out
on my world
Believe me when I start to shout
That this life can’t just be all about
What I say and what I do
And all the little things in between
Tell me all that you have seen
And tell me that you’re made to see
Because I can’t begin to feel
That this pain inside is mostly real
So I confess my sins before I meet
My maker, I shake her
Trying to wake her
Helpless in the end I begin to see
That this is right for me
And this is right for me…
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