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Introdução:
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Verse: 1
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We were sitting there nervous trying to keep our eyes from making contact
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You were laying there looking worse than you had looked the previous Sunday
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I was trying to imagine how it felt for you and you released it
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Tried to put myself inside your shoes and felt like that was selfish
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I don't know what it looks like where you are, but I mean, it must look better
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Than just laying around and counting down until you meet your Maker
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Verse: 2
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I imagine that He held your hand and showed you that you're far from perfect
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That every single person he created, has been a screw up, you can't help it
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Might as well just take that blame, take off your shoes, start getting comfy
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There is nothing but forgiveness here, the journey's over, glad you met me
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There is nothing but deliverance here, it's pure and logic than you could be
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And all the judgement that He yelled about is more about yourself than you'd think
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Verse: 3
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I'm a seven page laundry list of sinful deeds I swore were not me
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And I felt you're the shadow of my death still scares the soul out of me
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I couldn't even wrap my head around how I could find a throne for judging
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Still I sat there quietly, resenting you, resenting daddy
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And all that I can do is hope and hope and hope that the Lord will treat me
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The way that I believe he treated you when you left this earth and body
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