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No matter what you say, |
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You know you're guilty |
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Nothing could excuse this circumstance |
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You can clean your hands |
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But your mind stays filthy |
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You always trip on your own demands |
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And hope won't die |
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Just go on and pray the saint |
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And hope won't die |
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But no-one else can hear your plaint |
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Now you want to fall into oblivion |
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Will that make it easier for you |
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First of all you need to be forgiving |
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'cause the one who suffers most is you |
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You want to live without restraint |
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You want to live without restraint |
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You want to live without restraint |
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You want to live without restraint |
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No matter what you say |
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You know you're guilty |
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You can clean your hands |
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But your mind stays filthy |
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Nothing could excuse this circumstance |
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You always trip on your own demands |
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And hope won't die |
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Just go on and pray the saint |
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And hope won't die |
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But no-one else can hear your plaint |
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You want to live without restraint... |