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You turn graves into gardens You turn pain into promise You bring beauty from ashes Where we go, I'll stand by You Only You take me Outta the grave, yeah, yeah Outta the grave, yeah, yeah I had to-, uh, I'm on a-, uh, I hit a way, yeah Outta the grave, yeah, yeah Outta the grave, yeah, yeah Hop on the-, uh, I had to-, uh, I'm on a wave, yeah Dead man, dead man, dead man, bought me back to life, woo, yeah Dead man, dead man, dead man, bought me back to life, woo, yeah Dead man, dead man, dead man, bought me back to life, woo, yeah Dead man, dead man, dead man, now I'm living twice (On my Mama boy) Tell 'em the real dropped I'm on the gram I'm just a fisher of man whenever my reels drop Handing out (yoo) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, big shots Look at my life, remade it, the curses are gone Now I'm giving ya kids bops And it don't stop, uh Dead man, dead man, grave my natural habitat KB I was on the corner blowing cabbage patch (yeah) Chasing newer models every year like Cadillac, yeah 'Til the Spirit raided my whole tomb like Lara Croft (woo) Yeah, I woke alive ain't no changing my mind know it had to be God Uh, Rick Flair New nature boy and I'm having a hard time I gotta speak it, no cover, repeat it in public If Jesus can touch it, the healing is coming And it is stunning, we never die, at my funeral bump this like (woo) Outta the grave, yeah, yeah Outta the grave, yeah I'm on a-, I had to-, u, I hit a way, yeah Outta the grave, yeah, yeah Hop on stage, yeah Take it up, take it up, I hit a wave, I'm a (yeah, yeah) Dead man, dead man, dead man, bought me back to life, yeah Dead man, dead man, dead man, bought me back to life, yeah Dead man, dead man, dead man, bought me back to life, yeah Dead man, dead man, dead man, now I'm living twice, yeah, yeah See it you love it, you need it you cuff it It's Jesus, no frontin', ain't nothing in front of him All of my brother's here, we under covenant Nobody touching us Yeah, can't get enough this, Spirit upon it He ripping and running, the drugs get to flushing The tears get to flooding, the old me is dying and never recovering, yeah K to the second, but no second guessing Look this is how Lazarus sound on a record You saw the rescue, but I saw the wreckage Yeah, I'm resurrected, I know I'm pushing P in the present The perfect power picked a pack of Peter Piper pill-poppin' peasants Put us in His presence Tell 'em that Kevin is Outta the grave, yeah Outta the grave, yeah, yeah I'm on a-, yeah, I had to-, uh, I'm on a wave, yeah, yeah Outta the grave, yeah, yeah Hop on stage, yeah, yeah I had to, wha'-, take it up, I hit a wave, oh, yeah Dead man, dead man, dead man, bought me back to life, oh, yeah Dead man, dead man, dead man, bought me back to life, oh, yeah Dead man, dead man, dead man, bought me back to life I was a dead man, dead man, dead man, now I'm living twice Only You turn mistakes into miracles Only You make broken stories beautiful If anything is possible to rise again Come and make these dead bones live 'Cause only You make prophets out of prodigals And only You deserve the glory for it all And nothing is too far for You to rise again Come and make these dead bones live! 'Cause only You turn mistakes into miracles (only You) Only You make broken stories beautiful (beautiful) If anything is possible to rise again Make these dead bones live Only You make prophets out of prodigals Only You deserve the glory for it all (for it all) 'Cause nothing is too far for You to rise again Come and make these dead bones live Oh-oh-oh Come and make these dead bones live Oh-oh-oh Make these dead bones live
Writer(s): Steven Furtick, Wes Writer, Kevin Elijah Burgess, Quinten Coblentz, Tiffany Hudson, Brandon Lake, Chris Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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