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37 lines
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These words might mean nothing
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But it's a chance I'm willing to take
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Cause maybe I'm wrong and lives can change
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I'm singing out of my insecurity
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So someone, somewhere might be impacted by what I've made
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I fidget and sway back and forth
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Biting my nails down until they bleed
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There is a lie that I've believed
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I'd tell you, but I'm so scared of what you'd think
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So I apologize if I've caused you to wake
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Just close your eyes and let the beat rock you back to sleep
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I'll tell you in the morning
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About how this man you see
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Often times feels like a child
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Self-conscious and weak
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I'll still put pen to paper
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Try to explain these things
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That invade my thoughts in my waking hours
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Stories of Kings and princes that have lost their way
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God, we'd give anything just to feel safe
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Deep down, we all know our worth
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We just need someone to truly love us first
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So we tip toe around these crowded rooms
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Hoping someone in attendance might be able to dress our wounds
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We cry without uttering a single word
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So gather close, circle round
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Cause maybe you've just never heard
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And I'll tell you the story of the Love I've found
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About the Truth embedded in you long before your birth
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I'll ask once more
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What are these words worth?
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Name Nothing, Save the Power They're Given
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Artist Being As An Ocean
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Album Dear G-D...
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