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I walk the streets alone |
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On feeble bones I ride |
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My sins are etched in stone |
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I got no place to hide |
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Well, I was unshakable |
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In what I did believe |
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I feel so breakable |
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But have I been deceived |
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You showed me your paradise |
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And your carnival of souls |
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But my heart keeps telling me |
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That ain't the place to go |
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Well, I'm not invincible |
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So I want you to leave |
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Well, I'm so convincible |
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But have I been deceived |
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I take your words and try them on |
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Yeah, it's a perfect fit, boy |
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You tell me one size fits us all |
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Yeah, like an old straightjacket |
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Well, tell me why I'm so afraid |
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All my words are spoken |
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All my words are spoken |
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All my words are spoken |
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In a stolen prayer |
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I remember yesterday |
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When things were black and white |
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Never thought I'd get confused |
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On what was wrong and right |
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Well, I'm not unbreakable |
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With armour on my skin |
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Well, it's not unthinkable |
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I could be fooled again |
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You steal another minute from my life |
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You cut a little deeper with your knife |
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You steal a little breath from my air |
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And you don't care |
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And even thought I'm chokin' |
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All my words are spoken |
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I take your words and try them on |
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Yeah, it's a perfect fit, boy |
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You tell me one size fits us all |
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Yeah, like an old straightjacket |
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Take this world and try it on |
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Man, you're lookin' good boy |
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Stick your neck out on the block |
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So you won't miss nothing |
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Stretch your finger, grab your hair |
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Don't you feel like screaming |
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Feel the blood rush from your veins |
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Now you're a perfect zombie |
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Now I'm on my knees |
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All my words are spoken |
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All my words are spoken |
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All my words are spoken |
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All my words are spoken |
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All my words are spoken |
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In a stolen prayer |