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Black Sheep
02:03
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I was your son
I wished you dead
I was your son
I wished you dead
I went ahead and forged my own path
Made myself the Black Sheep
Consumed by the trust
That I placed in myself
I left to find direction
But I was Mislead
And it was to wander
Wander alone, I could go home
But as a slave, not a son
Wander alone, I could go home
I turn for home, I see your Grace
No longer dead, lifted weight
I am a son
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Reckon
02:34
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It’s my life and my war
I’ve given myself to the world
Dejection is my path
Rejection is my downfall
I don’t meet the standards preset for me
It’s too easy to give up on everything
When all you know is failure
I’ve become my own bane
I’m justified to hate myself
I’ve grown apart from what’s expected of me
I’m justified to hate myself
I’ve been living a lie
I’ve been fading away
I stumbled through silence
And blank faces
All alone: solitude
Life brings me to my knees
You find me at my darkest
Standing on your foundation
I surrender all
I’ve been set free
I’ve been set free
Loneliness, behold me
Nothing will break my soul again
I’ve been set free
Loneliness, behold me
I’ve been set free
Loneliness, behold me
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Home
02:42
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It’s been so long now
I can’t remember your face
It’s getting so cold out here
Without your embrace
We live, we fight, we die
There must be something
More to this life
I can’t go on living like this
I can’t go on living like this
How could I ever return
After I caused you so much pain
Will you meet me with open arms
Or will you turn away
Come home my son
My son come home
Come home my son
My son come home
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These Four Walls
02:18
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Slate
02:50
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absent minds forgetting the hope, hard hearts consumed by self, trying to return to the grave from which we bore.
to fall short and fade away, are not the same, trade the light for a casket, but can you really go back?
I've been here before, a false man hidden in plain view, misguided a fool, lost without light, deceived, creating vices that remain unseen, true deception, when truth is, self rejection, king reflection
absent minds forgetting the hope, hard Hearts consumed by self, trying to return to the grave from which we bore.
forgiveness births salvation
absent mind
hardened heart
return to truth
wipe the slate clean
Return to truth
the king is truth
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DISCOVERSON Collingwood, Ontario
Regan Patton
Doug Sheils
Ryan Bodiam
Aaron Roeper
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