I am so far away
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And it's more than I can take
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I haven't heard your voice in days
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I haven't heard your voice in days
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What is the measure of a man?
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Is it wading through the worst?
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Or is the measure of a man
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Admitting when he is defeated?
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But I am not and will not be defeated
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I have given everything in my life for this
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I'm counting down the days
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Though I've been broken and beaten
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I know I can't let it, I know I can't let it win
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This feeling that there is nothing left
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That my purpose is gone
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These views, they never cease
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To keep me from myself and who I am
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So what makes the measure of a man?
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Is it being too stubborn to let go of the good and move on?
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But I am not and will not be defeated
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I will wade through the worst of it all
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I'm counting down the days
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Though I've been broken and beaten
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I am not done with this
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I know I will not fall
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This is my deepest dream
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Or is this a nightmare in disguise?
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What makes the measure of a man?
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Is it always trying to do right?
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I'm' so far away
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And I don't know if it's more than I can take
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With these views, that never cease to keep me from myself
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With these views, they never cease to keep me from myself
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I will keep moving forward when I have nothing left
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I am not and will not be defeated
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I've given everything in my life for this
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But I am not and will not be defeated
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I've given everything in my life for this
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Views That Never Cease, To Keep Me From Myself
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| We Came As Romans |
