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It's strange to hear you talk about faith |
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When you were too blind to recognize |
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That the faith you sought |
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Was a passing phase |
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Merely in disguise |
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You've finally come to realize |
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That confusion confessed to popularize? |
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When your congregation was so surprised |
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To see that I was coming through |
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Oh, you're driving me crazy |
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You think you're so complete |
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Oh, you're driving me crazy |
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Right back into the street |
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And now I feel like a stranger in my own backyard |
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Now praying for your freedom seldom seemed hard |
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But I've noticed a lot of changes in freedom too |
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Like I've noticed changes in you |
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I could hear them laughing |
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As usually they'd do |
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In the days of my childhood |
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I can't see them anymore |
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Faith healers---I don't need them |
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Oh, you're driving me crazy |
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Well you think you're so complete |
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Oh, you're driving me crazy |
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Right back in to the street |
