Eight years ago I committed a sin
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And there were many more that followed with
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Some that changed my mind
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Some that broke me down
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But all of them made me who I am now
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All of them made me who I am now
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All of them made me who I am now
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I lived in the bliss of ignorance
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And slowly sank into self-doubt
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I had to answer my own questions
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As I attempted to crawl out
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After these years on the road
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Was this really my home?
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Why do I feel so alone?
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In my chest there's a hole
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Why do I feel so alone?
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Why do I feel so alone?
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In my chest there's a hole
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I've tried to keep it full
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But there's a break in the hull
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Depression floods like frozen water's cold
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Is this life drowning me?
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I am a ship lost out at sea
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Eight years ago I admitted a dream
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To chase it I had to give up everything
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But the things I've learned and the things I've found
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All of them made me who I am now
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All of them made me who I am now
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After years on the road
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It was never my home (never my home)
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After years on the road
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It was never my home (never my home)
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My home is in the words you sing
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Every letter of the notes you bring
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Every story you tell of feeling alive
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When you hear these words
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And you change your life
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You change your mind, the way you think
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These words last forever on your skin in ink
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(Oooh, oooh)
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My home is in your heart
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[x6]
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Tracing Back Roots
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| We Came As Romans |
