You got so many emotions that don't click,
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so much hate you let pile up so thick.
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You kick and scream for things to change
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but then you're all out of breath and everything's just the same.
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Because you're tryin' but dyin' 'cuz you're denyin' the facts,
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you're puttin' up the act to fill the hole where your life lacks
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purpose, conviction, fulfillment, and likewise
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the confidence behind the sweat that stings your eyes.
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All that anger and all your fear,
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all those questions you got caught up in here,
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are there for a reason, you're young, you're alive,
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but the answers are there if you'll just open your eyes and see.
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God came into our lives, and He changed us,
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gave us a reason to fight and forgave us.
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In Christ we're united by the blood of The Lamb,
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the blood from the nails in His feet and His hands.
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You're only as strong as the chain's weakest link,
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so you might not be quite as hard as you think.
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A nation divided against itself will fall,
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and you can't pull it together, so you're nothin' at all.
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Bad boy standin' with the clenched fists,
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(give him any lip kid, you're gonna get hit).
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Can't tell me you're complete, that being tough is enough,
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'cuz we see right through your front and we're callin' your bluff.
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You claim to hold your own but you're defending your weak spot,
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the hole in your heart where you know you need God.
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Your eyes open wide, your skin grows pale,
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because you're face to face with the truth, and it's hard as nails.
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You say, how can I say what I say,
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how can I suggest what you might need.
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You say, I don't know a thing about you
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or how you think.
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You say, I am pushing my beliefs on you
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and I'm wrong for doing so.
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You say, I should shut my mouth
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but there's one thing I know...
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Your eyes, they see the same as mine.
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I know you've got to feel the pain like I do.
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I just want you to know,
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there is shelter from the storm.
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