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By the gold light of your halo I wanna nail ya |
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Give you lovin' and devotion that won't ever fail ya |
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Wanna run my mouth over your wounds |
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And fall on the ground |
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And the holes in your hands and your feet they help to nail you down |
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Nail ya down |
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Nailed |
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Nailed |
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Nailed |
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They made you Christ to get ya nailed |
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When you hover in the night like a holy vision |
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With the crimson and the purple of your incision |
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Wanna run my fingers through your hair and over your pale skin |
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On the fringe, shit, Jesus Christ man, you sure wanna nail ya |
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Get ya nailed |
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Nailed |
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Nailed |
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Nailed |
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They made you Christ to get ya nailed |
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He died for me |
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Died for no one else |
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He died for no one |
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And he'd see and complain |
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Oh the sweet and the sigh, to pain |
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And your heart was left out naked and exposed |
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I wish that you had left more to the eye I feel |
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And I can't find the words to say I love you |
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And why and why and why and why and why ha |
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Nailed |
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Nailed |
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Nailed |
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It's just a fight to get ya nailed |
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They sent you Christ to get ya nailed |
