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It's like I faded Just like the curtains in the sun Just like this cloud I'm fallin' from I let you change me Down to the color of my hair 'Til I can't find me anywhere So I'm punching out walls and pulling down paper Cuttin' my bangs, yeah, sooner than later I'm selling my soul right back to Jesus Taking up hope and giving up weakness Untangling the strings I'm free, yeah I'm free, yeah I'm feeling better, now that your stuffs out in the yard I should send God a thank-you card 'Cause He'll forgive me Even if you never do I never did look good in blue So I'm punching out walls and pulling down paper Cuttin' my bangs, yeah, sooner than later I'm selling my soul right back to Jesus Taking up hope and giving up weakness Untangling the strings I'm free, yeah I'm free, yeah I'm free, yeah I'm free, year I'm feeling better Now that your stuffs out in the yard |