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Oh, we'll never be short on people |
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And we'll never be short on trouble |
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It's a well worn path |
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So how on earth can we feel alone |
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Why carry on our own what's common to all men |
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Why drag your bag of bones to hell and back again |
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Why carry on our own what's common to all men |
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Look around, lay it down |
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Oh, we'll never be short on good news |
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And somebody to tell our story to |
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And we'll never be short on redemption |
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And light for the dark |
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Why carry on our own what's common to all men |
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Why drag your bag of bones to hell and back again |
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Why carry on our own what's common to all men |
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Look around, lay it down |
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Why carry on our own what's common to all men |
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Look around |
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Why carry on our own what's common to all men |
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Why drag your bag of bones to hell and back again |
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Why carry on our own what's common to all men |
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Look around, lay it down |
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Will you look around, lay it down |
