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How long does a promise last? |
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How long can a lie be told? |
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What would I take in exchange for my soul? |
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Would I notice when it was sold? |
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Wake me up |
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Wake me up |
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Wake me up with a slap or a kiss |
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There must be something better than this |
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'Cos I don't see how it can get much worse |
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What do we have to do to send |
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The river in reverse |
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Every man a crawling kingsnake |
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Every girl a half a heartbreak |
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Every woman sold into shame |
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To any son without a name |
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Are your arms too weak to lift? |
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Another shovel on the graveyard shift |
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Here comes the flood if you catch my drift |
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Where the things that they promised are not a gift |
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If man falls through the mirror of a lake |
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They fish him out quick and they call him a fake |
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Give him all the temptations he can take |
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Tie him up high 'til his bones break |
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Wake me up |
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Wake me up |
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Wake me up with a slap or a kiss |
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There must be something better than this |
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'Cos I don't see how it can get much worse |
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What do we have to do to send |
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The river in reverse |
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I thought I heard somebody laugh |
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Look out your window |
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They're chasing shadows in the dark |
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They're counting widows |
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I felt a sliver of glass |
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Saw a cross in splinters |
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I felt the truce of spring |
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Dig me out of the trench of winter |
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So count your blessings when they ask permission |
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To govern with money and superstition |
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They tell you it's all for your own protection |
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'Til you fear your own reflection |
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But the times are passing from illumination |
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Like bodies falling from a constellation |
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An uncivil war divides the nation |
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So erase the tape on that final ape running down creation |
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Running down creation |
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Wake me up |
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Wake me up |
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Wake me up with a slap or a kiss |
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There must be something better than this |
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Wake me up |
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Wake me up with a slap or a kiss |
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There must be something better than this |
