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3:26Paper-thin cross in a pocket of lies I waited against my favorite vice Balance tipped hard to the rusted chain God will forgive while I fed my shame I gamed His mercy, I rigged the odds Played church games with a holy God Cheap grace fails, real grace breaks me Counterfeit folds when the war runs deep If it never cost, it was never love Cheap grace sinks, real grace lifts me up I wore His name like a discount brand Sunday shine with a bloodstained hand Truth hit hard like a judge's gavel Saved men repent, but fools stay shackled Tear down the altar of comfort I built Burn it in fire till my pride is dead Cheap grace cracks, real grace remakes I trade my lies for the narrow gate If it didn't change me, it wasn't the cross I'd weigh my debts, He'd cover the cost If it didn't change me, it wasn't the cross I'd weigh my debts, He'd cover the cost