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I know you know |
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Let the life come back and force through my veins |
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It goes, it goes |
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Through the protons, neutrons securing the frame |
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Say yes, say no |
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It's a matter of me forcing the praise |
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Put on the new |
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Woman, man and child who are breaking their braces |
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The catacombs |
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And revolving doors inside of my brain |
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Preachers and whores |
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And the neon pulpits burst into flames |
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I come from both |
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Sides of me and either side of their tracks |
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Humbling my ghosts |
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Let the life that floods my veins bring me back |
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The unshackling of the chains on my wrists |
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And the loyalty to pain that resists |
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And the greatest books are talking about this |
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Why must everybody die to exist? |
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Hello my love |
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Seeking passages and food for your soul |
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On 95 |
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Look ahead 'cause they're not filling that hole yet |
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Come lay your hands |
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Over mine and it will make us both brave |
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Braver to know |
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Let the light, the life force back in our veins |
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The unshackling of the chains on my wrists |
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And the loyalty to pain that resists |
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And the greatest books are talking about this |
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Why must everybody die to exist? |
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Are you ready for the power of God? |
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Are you waiting for the saints to all nod? |
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At the girl who should be raised from the dead? |
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At the demons who've been forced from my head? |
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Hey, yeah |
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Hey, yeah |
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Oh hallelujah |
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Oh hallelujah |
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Oh hallelujah, I've come undone |
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Oh hallelujah |
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Oh hallelujah |
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Oh hallelujah, I've come undone |
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The unshackling of the chains on my wrists |
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The loyalty to pain that resists |
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And the greatest books are talking about this |
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Why must everybody die to exist? |
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Are you ready for the power of God? |
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Are you waiting for the saints to all nod? |
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At the girl who should be raised from the dead? |
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At the demons who've been forced from my head? |
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Hey, yeah |
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Hey, yeah |
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Hey, yeah |
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Hey, yeah |
