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6 A.M. she hits the snooze button
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Thought of waking up makes her numb
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She can't move nothing
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Pops a couple pills thinking it might ease the sufferin'
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Numbs the pain but leaves the disease untouched
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Plus now she's cuttin'
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Tried to live for what the world told her to but ended up empty in her gut
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Now she's craving for more, sick to her stomach
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Hates how she looks so she overeats and vomits
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And that's just the half, cuz her mom and her dad won't give her the
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Attention that she needs cuz they'd rather
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Focus on they job and climb the corporate ladder
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Which basically tells they daughter that she doesn't matter
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Her heart's shattered
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Glass is half empty
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Tries to find a reason to live, can't think of any
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But deep underneath the confusion and lies she knows she was made to live
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For more than suicide
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It's do or die time
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She chooses option one
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Rises up, sings this anthem from the bottom of her lungs
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Chorus
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[Lisa Gungor]
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We were made to be more than this
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Oh, and we weren't meant to fight wars like this
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Somethings gone wrong, we've been broken
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Who can fix us now, fix us now
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We were made out of love, not hate
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Oh, and we weren't meant to give up on faith
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Something's gone wrong. we've been broken
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Who can fix us now, fix us now
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[Lecrae]
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Johnny started getting pushed by the bigger kids
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To momma's closed fist for every little thing he did
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When he was younger, used to punch his little brother
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Johnny's mad at the world and the pain that he was under
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It got worse when momma's boyfriend was over
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Who was far beyond sober, with a chip up on his shoulder
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Fighting Johnny's mother so he tries to help mommy
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Now he's in the hospital, broken limbs on his body
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He hates people, hates family, hates school
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He's planning hate crimes to make up more paid dues
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Who can he trust
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Is everybody out to hurt him
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He'll just make 'em hurt first so he ain't got to wonder
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His pain deeper than then joints in his body
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He planned to go to school and let it loose in the lobby
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Missed the hugs from his mommy
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Needed love from his daddy
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Never knew that there was hope to end the pain in his family
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Then someone told him 'bout the rising of the Son
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Now Johnny quit lookin' for a gun
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Done
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Chorus
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[Lisa Gungor]
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We were made to be more than this
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Oh, and we weren't meant to fight wars like this
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Somethings gone wrong, we've been broken
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Who can fix us now, fix us now
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We were made out of love, not hate
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Oh, and we weren't meant to give up on faith
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Something's gone wrong. we've been broken
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Who can fix us now, fix us now
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Made For More
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