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Buried alive, "Body of Christ" they cried. |
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I was just cleverly disguised. |
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Burn me alive, avert your |
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Pagan eyes. |
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Oh, even the good ones lie. |
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Yes, even the good ones, they lie |
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Yes, even the good ones they waste your time. |
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Sometimes... |
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And it's a lonesome feeling, one you can't deny. |
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This lonesome living's, all we can provide. |
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So if you need me, is something you decide |
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It's quite a feeling once you realise fake is what you like. |
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You caught my eye, but it was not our time. |
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You were blind and |
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I was dumb. |
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You caught my eye, but it was not our time. |
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No, it wasn't worth to try. ' |
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Cause even the good ones, they lie. |
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Yes, even the good ones, they waste your time. |
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Sometimes... |
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Sometimes... |
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And it's lonesome feeling, one you can't deny. |
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This lonesome city's, poised to rob you blind. |
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So if you need me, is something you decide |
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It's quite a feeling once you realize fake is what you like. |
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And it's a lonesome feeling, one you can deny. |
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This lonesome living's, all we can provide. |
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So if you need me. is something you decide |
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It's quite a feeling once you realise fake is what you like. |
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And it's lonesome feeling, one you can't deny. |
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This lonesome city's, poised to rob you blind. |
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So if you need me, is something you decide |
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It's quite a feeling once you realize fake is what you like. |
