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Rapture, father. |
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You make our bed in suffering. |
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You want it all, |
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It's all for you. |
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So make us weak, |
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It's what you do. |
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The violence for your show, |
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The promise you could never keep. |
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The side of you |
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I never knew, |
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The trembling hand to feed the cure. |
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How could |
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I believe in you for so long, |
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So long?How could |
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I make peace with you? |
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You're so wrong. (so wrong) |
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How could |
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I believe. |
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I will not believe. |
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How could |
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I believe in you so long? |
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Rebel, martyr. |
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I'll die to look and be like you. |
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You kneel me out of suffering, |
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You bless our guns to feel secure. |
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The ocean spills your blood. |
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The sky is lit as darkness falls. |
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Your spaceship for the stars to come, |
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We'll leave behind the weak, |
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The pure.How could |
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I believe in you for so long, |
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So long?How could |
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I make peace with you? |
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You're so wrong. (so wrong) |
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How could |
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I believe. |
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I will not believe. |
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How could |
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I believe in you so long? |
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How could |
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I believe in you for so long, |
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So long?How could |
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I make peace with you? |
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You're so wrong. (so wrong) |
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How could |
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I believe. |
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I will not believe. |
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How could |
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I believe in you so long? |
