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C C
I'm a broken soul, I'm an open book.
G F
With many torn out pages.
C C
And I walk through fire, but I thirst for truth.
G F
For what I've never tasted.
F G
And it calls to me again.
F G
The comfort of the sin.
Am G
Turn our eyes away, turn our eyes away.
F G
From this path we've taken, washing clean our faces.
Am G
Turn our eyes away, turn our eyes away.
C G
Leaning on the hope that, one day, even we.
F C
Oh, one day, even we will be saved.
C C
I got a war inside, with a flag in hand.
G F
I'll wait to cry surrender.
C C
While the pride in me, is fighting who I am.
G F
Why is it that I linger?
F G F G
I guess every man decides to take or save a life.
Am G
Turn our eyes away, turn our eyes away.
F G
From this path we've taken, washing clean our faces.
Am G
Turn our eyes away, turn our eyes away.
C G
Leaning on the hope that, one day, even we.
F C
Oh, one day, even we will be saved.
F G
Ohhh.
Am G
We must turn our eyes away, turn our eyes away.
F G
From this path we've taken, washing clean our faces.
Am G
Turn our eyes away, turn our eyes away.
C G
Leaning on the hope that, one day, even we.
F C
Oh, one day, even we will be saved.
F C
One day, even we will be saved.
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