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You walk on higher ground |
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Like the holy ghost |
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I haven't found |
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The mighty words you speak |
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They bounce off the strong but are heard by the weak |
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Their pennies just keep on comin' in |
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Their spirits are still soakin' in their sins |
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Some say they're even born again |
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See what you can find at the end of the line |
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There's no end in time at the end of the line |
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There's no peace of mind at the end of the line |
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The time has finally come |
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To relinquish the throne that doesn't belong |
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For only you can tell |
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If the pardon will come or will you burn in hell |
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You tried to recover dirty stones |
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From love filthy games played on the road |
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Now it is you who stands alone |
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See what you can find at the end of the line |
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There's no end in time at the end of the line |
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There's no peace of mind at the end of the line |
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You can run, you can't hide at the end of the line |
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Their pennies just keep on comin' in |
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The spirits still soaking in his sins |
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Some say they're even born again |
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See what you can find at the end of the line |
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There's no end in time at the end of the line |
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There's no peace of mind at the end of the line |
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You can run, you can't hide at the end of the line |
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And there's no peace of mind at the end of the line |
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Oh, no, no, no |
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At the end of the line |
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At the end of the line |
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At the end of the line |
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At the end of the line |
