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Trying to run with the crowd I'm head over heels in the wrong direction Until now
Somehow there seems to be two of me The one in the mirror And one that's been redeemed
CHORUS So liberate my heart
When I'm like a bird flying free Then all of a sudden the old man awakens And captures me and then the good that I would Is not what I do When goodnes sis with me Evil is too So I come to you, Father, asking this of you
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