Album: Second Hand Clothing
We are not just children of circumstance
Blisters on our hands and holes in our pants
And with each tired leg in front of the next
You take the weight of this world off our neck
Well, I'm not going back, not going back
Not going back, not going back again, yeah
Well, I'm not going back, not going back
Not going back, not going back again
We have left petty rulers behind
The perverted thoughts that cluttered our minds
And wit the hope of our Savior now complete
He holds our hand and strokes our hair
And He washes our feet
Well, I'm not going back, not going back
Not going back, not going back again, yeah
Well, I'm not going back, not going back
Not going back, not going back again
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm
Oh, well, I'm not going back
Not going back again, yeah
Well, I'm not going back, not going back
Not going back, not going back again
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