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My heart is like a hand me down |
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Made soft by older brothers |
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My body is like my father's house |
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The sin of generations |
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Damn the circumstances |
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Life is hard enough |
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Damn the bones that rattle |
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Faith is good enough |
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You shook the ground beneath my feet |
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My hopes turned into water |
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The house came crashing down on me |
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In the early morning hours |
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Damn the circumstances |
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Life is hard enough |
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Damn the bones that rattle |
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Faith is good enough |
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Now the lines are drawnand we sleep in rags at dustwhere all good will is goneand the dreams we had went bust |
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Damn the circumstances |
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Life is hard enough |
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Damn the bones that rattle |
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Faith is good enough |
