| Jesus, I feel lonely now
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| Gave this away to a lonely town
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| To all the friends who let me down,
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| Substance to get high that stay ground,
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| Guess this has shown me how
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| Much I can take with no-one around.
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| I’m just tying to make you proud,
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| You’re not always around.
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| I missed a little time in the faith that we hold,
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| Should have shot the Christians up that we know,
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| I heard that holding back only gets you control,
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| Just a reminder of what I already know,
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| Drag myself to a worship house
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| To win or to loose for this self doubt,
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| I can’t seem to work you out,
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| I beg myself for another chance,
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| Confused at who I’m asking,
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| is my head or heart dance,
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| I can’t see where I stand
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| You’re not always right,
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| I missed a little time in the faith that we hold,
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| Should have shot the Christians up that we know,
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| I heard that holding back only gets you control,
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| Just a reminder of what I already know,
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| This empty room gets tired,
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| As I stretch out to reach her,
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| This burden’s old, it wakes up,
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| I hold head my head too high,
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| As I fight with this moment,
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| The world feels faster than my brain.
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| I missed a little time in the faith that we hold,
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| Should have shot the Christians up that we know,
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| I heard that holding back only gets you control,
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| Just a reminder,
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| Just a reminder,
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| Just a reminder of what I already know, |