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Augustine |
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Just woke up with a broken heart |
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All this time |
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He's never been awake before |
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At thirty-one |
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His whole world is a question mark |
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All this time |
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He's never been awake before |
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Watching dreams that he once had |
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Feed the flames inside his head |
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In a quiet desperation of the emptiness |
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He says |
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There's gotta be something more |
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Than what I'm living for |
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I'm crying out to you, yeah yeah |
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There's gotta be something more |
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Than what I'm living for |
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I'm crying out to you |
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Augustine |
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All his fears keep falling out |
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All this time |
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He's never been awake before |
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Finding now |
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His old dreams aren't panning out |
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All this time |
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He's never been awake before |
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But he's mad to be alive |
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And he's dying to be met |
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In a quiet desperation of the emptiness |
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He says |
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There's gotta be something more |
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Than what I'm living for |
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I'm crying out to you, yeah yeah |
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There's gotta be something more |
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Than what I'm living for |
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I'm crying out to you, yeah |
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Something more |
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Hey I give it all away |
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Nothing I was holding back remains |
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Hey, I give it all away |
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Looking for the grace of God today |
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There's gotta be something more |
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Than what I'm living for |
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I'm crying out to you, yeah yeah |
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There's gotta be something more |
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Than what I'm living for |
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I'm crying out to you |
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There's gotta be something more |
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Than what I'm living for |
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I'm crying out to you, yeah yeah |
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There's gotta be something more |
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Than what I'm living for |
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I'm crying out to you, yeah |
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Three, four |
