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I came from a mother the first time |
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I was told I didn't get it just right |
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I needed to be born twice |
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Then I'd know, I'd know where I'd go when I die |
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So I got down on my knees |
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With my whole heart I cried, please |
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But I don't think anyone heard me |
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That's why I wanna be born again, again |
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Don't wanna bath in blood, don't wanna be forgiven |
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Wanna be born again, again |
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To live my life, I would rather take my chances |
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You see I knew this boy at school |
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We laughed so much and all of his secrets I knew |
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But his, his father took him someplace new |
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Because he said to love a boy |
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Was something that his son would not do |
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So I got down on my knees |
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With my whole heart I cried, please |
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But I don't think anyone heard me |
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That's why I wanna be born again, again |
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Don't wanna bath in blood don't wanna be forgiven |
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Wanna be born again, again |
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To live my life, I would rather take my chances |
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You see the world, it's a big place |
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Different colors and different faiths |
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I know it sounds elementary but if it was so easy |
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Why does love seem absent from preaching? |
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Be forgiven |
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Wanna be born again, again |
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To live my life, I would rather take my chances |
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To live my life, I would take every little chance |
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I want my life, oh yeah |
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And I'm gonna take every little one of my chances |