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Took a lonely feeling |
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Just to let the meaning sink like the sun goes down |
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Never close to heaven felt my feet |
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were burning from the same red hot ground |
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There's blood on my hands |
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There's blood on my hands, yeah there's blood |
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It's getting hard to listen |
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When the clock is ticking, |
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counting down the days gone by |
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Praying for an answer to another question |
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that will only bleed you dry |
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You won't understand |
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With your head in the sand, no you won't |
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But I'll curse the ground where you kneel |
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'Till I grow my hair to my heels |
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Spike your water your wine |
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While you waste my precious time |
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Everytime I'm drinking |
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Try to stop my thinking about the things |
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I've said and done |
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Stop the world from turning faster than |
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I'm learning not to just hide and run |
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You won't understand |
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With your head in the sand, no you won't |
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Love came and went faster |
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than a penny spent in a slot machine |
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Nowhere near the devil |
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just somewhere in between you and me |
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Sworn to secrecy |
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But I'll curse the ground where you kneel |
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'Till I grow my hair to my heels |
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Spike your water your wine |
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There's blood on my hands |
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There's blood on my hands |
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There's blood on my hands |
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Yeah there's blood on my hands |
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yeah there's blood |
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And on my hands there's gone |
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Just to close to heaven felt to |
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let the meaning sink like the sun goes down |
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Never close to heaven felt my feet |
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were burning from the same red hot ground |
