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Well, I swear that's you and god, |
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we've been down this road before |
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That the guilt's no good and it only shames us more |
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And the truths that we all tried to hide |
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Are so much clear when it's not our lives, |
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we don't face the blame |
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Won't you, get on your knees |
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Believe, have faith |
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In this lie with us all |
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Now, my body's on the floor |
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And I am calling |
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Well, I'm calling out to you |
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Can you hear me now? |
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Well, it's not a rebellion when you're selling out |
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To another fashion salesman |
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Our promising lives are full of empty promises |
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Temptation's falling and calling you home again |
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Well, I'm sorry if we've let you down |
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Won't you, get on your knees |
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Believe, have faith |
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In this lie with us all |
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Now, my body's on the floor |
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And I am calling |
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Well, I'm calling out to you |
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Oh, can you hear me now? |
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Now, my body's on the floor |
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And I am calling |
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Well, I'm calling out to you |
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Oh, can you feel me now? |
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What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong? |
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What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong? |
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Well, what's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong? |
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What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong? |
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Now, my body's on the floor |
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And I am calling |
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Well, I'm calling out to you |
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Now, my body's on the floor |
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And I am calling |
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Now, my body's on the floor |
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And I am calling |
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Now, my body's on the floor |
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And I am calling |
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Well, I'm calling out to you |
