I have needs, I cannot deny them
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I was made to want these things
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I will stay if you can supply them
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If you can't, I'll trade my ring
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For a father who loves me enough
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To provide what he's made me to love
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It's very good, you said so yourself
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Then you put it so high on the shelf
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But I can almost taste it
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So I try to make light of things I can't deny are so heavy
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Whose weight is so great that your body is crushed underneath
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Yet I stand on your grave and I claim I am tall and I'm steady
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But tell the truth I'm bound to fall on you
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It is fruit for which I am reaching
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It's simple supply and demand
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If it's abstinence that you're preaching
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Then you'll have to slap my hand
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And then say that it's best for me
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But tonight I just don't believe
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There are things I'll take at your word
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But there are bridges I'm willing to burn
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Once the toll is taken
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So I try to make light of things I can't deny are so heavy
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Whose weight is so great that your body is crushed underneath
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Yet I stand on your grave and I claim I am tall and I'm steady
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But tell the truth I'm bound to fall on you
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I have waited long enough
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I have waited long enough
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I have waited long enough
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I have waited long enough
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So I try to make light of things I can't deny are so heavy
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Whose weight is so great that your body is crushed underneath
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Yet I stand on your grave and I claim I am tall and I'm steady
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But tell the truth I'm bound to fall on you
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To fall on you
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Heavy
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| Derek Webb |
