Welcome to this version of my life, this life.
Welcome to the ways I’m telling these days.
Welcome to this version of my life, this life.
Welcome to the ways I’m prayin’ these days.
Welcome to the ways I’m prayin’ these days.
Well every seven years I completely disappear
Then I reappear with a little less fear.
This ain’t some shiny nickle pullin’ from your ear.
Every seven years I disappear.
Welcome to this version of my life, this life.
Welcome to the story I’m telling these days.
Welcome to this version of my life, this life.
Welcome to the ways I’m prayin’ these days.
Welcome to the ways I’m prayin’ these days.
Well God’s been after me since the tender age of three.
I run away from Nineva and then he swallows me.
Spits me on the beach, tells me that I’m free.
I’ve been rinsin’ and repeatin’ since the tender age of three.
Welcome to this version of my life, this life.
Welcome to the story I’m telling these days.
Welcome to this version of my life, this life.
Welcome to the ways I’m prayin’ these days.
Welcome to the ways I’m prayin’ these days.
Welcome to the ways I’m prayin’ these days.
Welcome to the ways I’m prayin’ these days.
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