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Do I have to kill all the sheep for the shepherds attention? |
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The tension is growing |
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Like a train wreck in my chest |
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I'm trying my best to get a hold of you |
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But nothing is working |
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Healer did you get my call? |
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Sewn between the cracks of wood |
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We all hang on what could be |
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Healer will I claim your call or deny you until I fall? |
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We all hang on what could be |
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I know I sound like the Devil tempting you and such |
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This cross on my back has grown to be too much |
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The crown on my head won't fit |
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My sword is dull from the drag |
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I am the wounded carried |
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I'm not carrying the wounded |
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Give me your eyes |
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So I can see the potential inside |
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Give me your eyes |
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So I can see why you claim to be part of me |
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Storms coming soon |
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I'll be there with you |
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Was it my debt I saw it through? |
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Every conviction reflecting you? |
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I feel you near me. |
