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people keep sayin that im a little short on mercy |
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say my god forsaken soul will buy me things |
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fame and fortune pearly gates and silver wings |
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ya i picked out curtains for my place on golden street |
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people keep calling me sinner |
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keep calling me wayward saint |
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caught a snag along the path that they call straight |
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looked down and i saw that i had lost my faith |
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turned my back on promises id never break |
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these days im just trying to find out what love means |
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and find my place within this crazy scene |
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these days im just trying to find out what love means |
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and find my place within this dream |
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people keep saying im goin to hell if i dont change |
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but i sold my soul to God when i was barely eight |
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all of jacobs ladders couldnt rescue me |
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all because i bought that house on golden street |
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built a bridge between our hearts but it was weak |
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little did i know it wouldnt hold my weight |
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now im falllin fast into a great ravine |
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wonder when i land if ill be on my feet |
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these days im just trying to find out what love means |
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and find my place within this crazy scene |
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these days im just trying to find out what love means |
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and find my place within this dream |
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father can you spare me |
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a moment of your time |
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why'd you hide the answers |
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in between the lines |
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life has many colors |
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not just black and white |
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why do i have questions |
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when you're always right |
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these days im just trying to find out what love means |
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and find my place within this crazy scene |
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these days im just trying to find out what love means |
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and find my place within this dream |
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these days im just trying to find out what love means |
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and find my place within this crazy scene |
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these days im just trying to find out what love means |
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and find my place within this dream |