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I bestow you my vilest dreams |
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I awake on the verge of tears |
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Let's take the lords name in vain |
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Let's take the highroad again |
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The heaven cracks and all my fears unite |
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The storm is approaching and Christ, I was right |
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Let's take the lords name in vain |
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Let's take the highroad again |
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I felt her hands |
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Fondling my flaws |
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I saw the eyes of the devil |
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When I dove into prose |
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I shrive... |
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I admit... |
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I confess... |
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I am still lost |
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Bewildered by my own thoughts |
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Slicing the muse |
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Reflecting the confusion |
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I awake on the verge of tears |
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I will bestow you my vilest dreams |
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So let's take the lords name in vain |
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And let's take the highroad again |
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I feel your hands |
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Fondling my flaws |
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I see the eyes of the devil |
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When I dive into prose with you |
