Gotta get this mud out my wings
Speaking to me calling me names
Making me stink of fear and shame
Wash me, make me clean
Anger, fear stuck in my wings
Holding me down staying the same
Gotta get this mud out my wings
Marring whatever I touch
Magnifying failure disguising blame
Wash me, make me clean
Faith, hope I can feel
Lifting me above the crimson stains
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