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You wake up in the rain |
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Soaked with a feeling you can't quite explain |
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You wanna take piss in holy water |
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Because the pigs and the priests |
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And the rudes and the cheaps |
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They caught you in their war |
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You wake up in the storm |
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Tired from screaming since the day you were born |
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But the sky ain't pissing holy water |
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It makes you wet and it makes you dead |
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There's no one coming for ya |
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(Ya gotta let it go cuz ya can't go home) |
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They got yer name boy |
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Life mottle decoi |
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Don't sound nothing like the one inside you |
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You got a fierce light |
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So let it shine bright |
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Look em in the eye and |
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Let those high beams guide you |
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Let it shine |
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Let it shine |
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Make a sign in the night |
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Let it shine |
