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"He held my hand when I died. |
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He told me all I could ask." |
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"The politician bleats so blind |
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With his hard hat on rotating in a circle |
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Give me some rosacea, |
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Nicotine to stain you," |
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Boys on the altar waiting to be crushed. |
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(You wanna know) |
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But as he takes the stage I'm gone. |
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Oh, what the hell is all this? |
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Oh is it in the way he calls your name? |
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Or is it in the way he prays for rain? |
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The wheel is turning now, |
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It's really turning now. |
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Bone, to the blade, my letter! |
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White feather! No halves! |
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Dread! That's what the devil said! |
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My prison, my prison, my guard! |
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|
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"He laid his hands upon me. |
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He took a hold of my life." |
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The terror and the old blood screeched |
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"When you mixed those colours, |
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Something's going to happen. |
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I don't want to see them, |
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I don't want to know them." |
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I spasm on the floor and wait for it to end. |
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(You wanna know) |
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But as he throws the crutches down. |
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Ha! |
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Eleven thousand knees bent, |
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Let them know you're coming! |
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|
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Or is it in the way he makes you rain? |
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| [03:22.51][03:38.73][04:22.89][04:43.04] |
Do you want to know how far you've come? |
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Do you have any idea? |
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Do you have any ideas? |
