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I wanna walk away |
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Like Judas from the table |
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Turn my back |
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And walk away |
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I wanna close my eyes |
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Like that novice at the altar |
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Bow my head |
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And close my eyes |
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Sorrow took |
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Love's splintered hands |
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Waltzed her 'cross a painted floor |
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Whispered softly in her ear"Let's get outta here" |
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I'm going to breathe the air |
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That my children will be breathing |
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Breathe them out |
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And breathe them in again |
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I'm going to close my eyes |
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And walk away |
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Turn my back, bow my head |
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And close my eyes |
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Gonna turn my back |
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Bow my head and walk away |
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Turn my back, bow my head |
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And close my eyes |
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I'm gonna breathe them in |
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Breathe them out |
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And breathe them in |
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Turn my back then bow my head |
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And close my eyes |
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Turn my back, bow my head |
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Breathe them in, turn my back |
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Close my eyes |
