truth

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Pilate wasn't sure what it was
We swear to ensure we get enough
It's what freedom is born of

it's where I want to be living
it helps when forgiving
I don't want to miss it

the truth is we want reality
the truth is we can't see
the truth is my love is misplaced
truthfully I won't survive without grace
the truth is I'm dying in sin
living on my whims

the truth is I need you
yes, that's the truth
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