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I will sacrifice; I promise I'll behave |
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I'll keep my head high; I'll keep my foot out of the grave |
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I'm lucky I found you; you know you always speak the truth |
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'Cause in my past life, baby, I got screwed |
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And I'm straight out of line |
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When it comes to you |
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Yeah, I'm straight out of line |
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I keep trying to break through |
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I'm not a bad man, I'm just a glutton for abuse |
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In my dirty hands: a diamond clean and shackles loose |
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Let's take some more time; you know I wanna make it through |
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Was it the first time? I'm just another bad excuse |
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And I'm straight out of line |
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When it comes to you |
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Yeah, I'm straight out of line |
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I keep trying, trying to break through |
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I will sacrifice; I promise I'll behave |
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I'll keep my head high; I'll keep my foot out of the grave |
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In my dirty hands: a diamond clean and shackles loose |
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Yeah, I'm straight out of line |
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I keep trying, trying, trying to break through, yeah |
