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v-1
Man i wanna be like the one, and not of the enemy, show me the way back home-
in a darker place i close my eyes, and still i can see where im going-
Pray for the priest's, the layity sons and daughters, in the days of horror-
and a violent youth, consider the times the days are feelin shorter-
And I feel ashamed, coulda got back to my mind, but i was in love with the flesh-
Even back to "Rewind" I couldnt decline, so i was inclined to stress-
Just feelin depressed, and Lord you kept me I left-
Give me the courage to keep you here in my steps-
and alot of the the times lately i been thinkin bout death-
I know where the home is, we can be bold if we can be holy I bet-
They tellin me life aint nothin but dreams, and get it if you really want it, then tell me then, what does it mean?-
Where was the green, where was the team? What was the all American dream?-
The wickedest means, the silent screams, we gotta be livin to dirty the knees-
If we dont speak then who gon speak and if we dont speak the fight is weak-
and we must never be scared to speak of a world in need of Christ-
And this how he entered into my world and gave me back my life-

Chorus

I wanna show you
Through all the drama that ya man is healed
So that you can see the change is real
So that maybe you can see that he is God
And that your never alone, and that you
Recognise his mercy alone
I wanna show you
Theres hope for the faithless and hopeless
I pray that God helps you to stay strong
Till we stand before his glorious throne
And we can finally get to be home

V2
And in a journey for peace we often search
In the wrong places-
Addiction had me in situations I cant erase'em
And I know its hard to face it,
We battlein hard the basics,
We all been lost in this fog and we've all been complacent-
And we've all fallen misguided freedom is all apaulin-
We gotta be joyful in hoping we see tomorrow morning-
And a hopeless heart to the Lord is awful, we offer mournin-
And the raw scars become gone, and we long to be in common-
Consider the price that he paid so we could get back to Abba-
I should of at least been moved, I should of at least been bothered-
And the cross beams, it aint loss, means we can all
Be his adopted offspring, what a cost, so we can live on free!-
In his holy kingdom well rejoice at his throne
And we can finally get to be home (X2)

Chorus

V3
Just try to imagine all of the single sided demands-
We break and we build with bloodied up hands-
And dance in the ashes of burning flags-
Movin to fast, we buckle, the weight of the past-
We cant endure it its massive-
But Christ is strong and life gets hard,
Im thankful that im Catholic-
And im thankful for the Blessed Mother
And yes ill kneel before her-
And she did give birth to God
So dont be scared to say you adore her-
And the rich are getting wealthier
And the poor are getting poorer-
And the logic is insane just tryna survive from dien of boredom!-
Makin less than minimum wage and workin a 9 to 5 is torture-
With the rent and a fam of 5 ; the leader of house with brauder shoulders-
With the death inside of the womb,
The enemy's day is never over-
Show us the leaders of this age,
So we can fight with them as soldiers Lord!-
And we long for you to regard us as friends,
Forgive us the filth inside is all we have to give-
But in return you give us life,
And the weakest of us can do battle with sin-
We're claimin the victory in Christ,
We're never dien again!-

Chorus

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