(feat. Tricia Brock of Superchick)
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I have 2 brothers and a sister, and a mother,
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And a father who taught us that we should
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All love one another,
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We go to church on Sunday,
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In a little green hyundai,
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Have some grape juice and crackers,
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Then we start again on Monday
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And it's all fine, and it's all well,
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I really want to find what I believe for myself,
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'Cause when you're gone,
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And I'm still here,
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I won't have you to tell me that I should be there
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I'm tired of making excuses (oh oh oh),
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Need to decide for myself...
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What if I stumble? What if I fall?
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When I'm on my way to You,
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What if I need You? Who do I call?
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How do I know I'll get through?
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Because I don't wanna ride the fence anymore.
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I wanna stand up, and shout it,
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And let it be known
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I have 2 fathers, and a sister and a brother,
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And a mother who taught us that we should
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All do unto others,
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My homeroom teacher, always talks about her preacher
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And she says she talks to God,
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But I don't know if I believe her
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And it's all fine, and it's all well,
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I really want to find what I believe for myself,
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'Cause when you're gone,
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And I'm still here,
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I won't have you to tell me that I should be there
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I'm tired of making excuses (oh oh oh),
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Need to decide for myself...
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What if I stumble? What if I fall?
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When I'm on my way to You,
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What if I need You? Who do I call?
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How do I know I'll get through?
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Because I don't wanna ride the fence anymore.
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I wanna stand up, and shout it,
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And let it be known
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And you can tell me,
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That I can't make a difference 'cause I'm just one,
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But one is all it takes to start it
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And you can tell me,
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That I can't change the world,
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Because I'm too young,
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But I won't stand here and be your target
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And you can push me,
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And try to knock me down, but I won't listen,
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'Cause I've got nothing left to lose and,
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You can hate me, for everything I'm not,
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But it won't change this,
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'Cause now that I'm here, I'm not moving
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I'm tired of making excuses (oh oh oh),
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Need to decide for myself...
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What if I stumble? What if I fall?
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When I'm on my way to You,
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What if I need You? Who do I call?
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How do I know I'll get through?
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Because I don't wanna ride the fence anymore.
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I wanna stand up, and shout it,
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And let it be known
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The Voyage Of Beliefs
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