My Life Be Like Ooh Ahh

Tom : Em
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Ooh aah (yeah), ooh ooh, my life be like (yeah)
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Ooh aah, ooh aah (yeah), ooh ooh
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Ooh aah (yeah), ooh ooh, my life be like (yeah)
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Ooh aah, ooh aah (yeah), ooh ooh, my life be like (yeah)

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It's times like these that make me say, Lord, if you see me, please come my way
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Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray, rely on sacrifice and the price you paid
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Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip), sometimes I fall, I slip
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My heartfelt desire be more like you, tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do

[Verse One: Coffee]
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I'm on an island by my lonesome stranded,
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low key and stayin' candid, reflect on all the things I try my hand at
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Search for the equations to persuasions I'm used to,
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finding comfort in the zones of closet bones I get loose to
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A mountainous fountain, spinnin' and monsoonin',
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grinnin' it's high octane, explosive how I came
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Rollin' down hills 'cause life's a hassle
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Encircled by my folly like a moat surround a castle, stay afloat,
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catch a second wind, thin is the air I breathe
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Teary eyed, nose runnin', wipe the snot on my sleeve
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I'm callin' on the Savior to be all that I need
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Please forgive me my behavior, had me lost at light speed

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[Verse Two: Bonifide]
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The fear of never fallin' in love
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And the tears after losin' the feelings of what you thought love was
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Like the dirt still up under the rug (My life be like)
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Bad characteristics covered in Christ's blood
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The joy of new birth and the pain of growin' up
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The bliss between givin' my all and givin' up
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The highs and lows, paths and roads I chose
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In the cold I froze, tryin' to ease my woes
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In this world of sin, clothes too thin to fend
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So to God I send words of help to win
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In grumblings, so deep, letters could never express
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So the sound of Ooh Aah beneath my breath projects

[Chorus: over hook]
[Verse Three: TobyMac]
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(TobyMac) My life be like
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Ooh Aah Ooh, Dum dum ditty, here come that boy from the Capital City
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Last up on the Grits new ditty, but eight bars or the truth will do (uh)
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I believe there's a bride that's stunning, and I believe in the Kingdom Coming
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I believe if you seek the truth, you don't need to look far 'cause it's gonna find you
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So why, oh why, do I trip and stumble? And ooh aah as commitment crumbles?
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I can't believe that I'm here again....

[Chorus: over hook 2x]