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Forgive me now for I have sold my soul for gold |
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Washed up on shore a thousand miles away from home |
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Just as I begin to settle into these skin and bones alone |
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I find the answers to questions I have never known |
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Is there a life beyond the grave |
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And will I make the same mistakes day after day |
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There must be a better way |
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Running from time to try to keep myself alive |
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Release my pride to keep from pushing the light aside |
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Now as I begin to let this in I must keep the best in mind |
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And remove myself from the things that are wasting my time |
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I know that one of these days I'll finally see you |
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Face to face at the golden gates |
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Will you take me or will I fade into the grave |
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I know these words won't hold any weight |
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But please don't turn away |
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Don't turn away from me |
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Is there a life beyond the grave |
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Will I make the same mistakes day after day |
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There must be a better way |
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I know that one of these days I'll finally see you |
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Face to face at the golden gates |
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Will you take me or will I fade into the grave |
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Is there a life beyond the grave |
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Will I make the same mistakes day after day |
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There must be a better way |
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I know that one of these days I'll finally see you |
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Face to face at the golden gates |
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Will you take me or will I fade into the grave |
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Forgive me now for I have sold my soul for gold |
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Washed up on shore a thousand miles away from home |
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Just as I begin to settle into these skin and bones alone |
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I find the answers to questions I have never known |
