| Who created me?
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| Who created me?
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| Who created from the bottom, to the top,
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| To the inside-out of me???
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| Even from the start,
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| When you took my heart,
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| You told me from the top to the bottom,
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| Outside-in, I fell apart…
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| Who created me?
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| I am not afraid!
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| I accepted you from top to bottom,
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| Outside-in, I am what you made!
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| But who created me?
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| Who created me? |
| Oh!
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| Who created me!!!
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| Who created light
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| To keep me safe at night?
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| It didn’t matter who was top or bottom,
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| Outside-in, it all felt right…
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| But far away they took you;
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| I don’t know where to look for you.
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| I searched the country from the top to the bottom,
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| In and out of every nook!
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| I followed with the flock,
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| Grew solid as a rock!
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| When will I finally see
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| Just who created me?!
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| Who created me? |
| Oh!
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| Who created me!!!
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| It’s as if I’ve been designed
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| For a cause greater than mine
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| So whatever life is left,
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| I’ve no fear in facing death.
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| It’s as if I’ve been designed,
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| So who created me?
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| Design!!!
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| Design!!!
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| Am I…
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| Designed???
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| Or are we all just dust?
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| Who creates a man?
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| And was it nature’s plan
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| To promise lands from the ground to the clouds?
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| Dripping out, I hope he lasts.
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| 'Cause wolves are gonna cry,
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| And kings are gonna die!
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| Them wolves are men like me!
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| It’s as if I’ve been designed
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| For a cause greater than mine
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| So whatever life is left,
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| I’ve no fear in facing death.
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| It’s as if I’ve been designed,
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| So who created me?
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| Design!!!
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| Design!!!
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| Am I…
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| Designed???
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| For if we’re all dust, how can I feel love?
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| Is it illusion?
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| Oh, are we all just dust???
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| It’s as if I’ve been designed
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| For a cause greater than mine
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| So whatever life is left,
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| I’ve no fear in facing death.
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| It’s as if I’ve been designed,
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| So who created me?
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| For if we’re all dust, how can I feel love?
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| Is it illusion? |