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Everyday I wake up |
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I see footprints on the ceiling, didn't realise they came from me |
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All we ever wanted here was something to believe in |
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Heaven's closed down, |
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Mecca's obsolete |
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Well it's a hallelujah day and |
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I'm a Walther |
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P.P.K. If |
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I told you my story, man you wouldn't believe it 'cos the things |
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I've seen and do are hard to percieve |
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And so I'll stop my talking now and draw back the curtain |
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Only thing you're finding out |
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Nothing's for certain. |
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Nothing's for certain |
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Watching my head go round |
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She's watching my head go round |
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She's watching my head |
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Watching my head go round |
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It can't be that easy sharing someone with a demon |
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Go and find yourself out on the street |
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No smoke without fire they say, now |
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Adam's burning |
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Eden Nothing ever turns out like it seems |
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Well it's a |
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Hallelujah day, and |
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I'm a Walther |
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P.P.K. If |
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I told you my story, man you wouldn't believe it 'cos the things |
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I've seen and done are hard to percieve |
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And so I'll stop my talking now and draw back the curtain |
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Only thing your finding out |
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Nothing's for certain |
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Nothing's for certain |
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Watching my head go round |
