When it's twice as hard to realize
That I'm sill trying twice as hard to satisfy
Myself on my own.
And I'm still waiting for things to change.
I lay my life before you,
And I'm not getting up.
Father, how I adore you.
Those words are not enough.
Father, know I love you,
And know I am wrong.
Lord, please take my life.
Make me your son.
Make me your son.
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