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I long to be with |
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God on his mind and behind her laughter |
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Circle the block, come back and tell me |
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You took the words he painted by heart |
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Right out of my hand |
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Like the scrawl |
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We scratch the screen and all |
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Do as we want yes, we do as we want |
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As the fall |
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We taste the shame and all |
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We've never not, we've never not |
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What is the end of |
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My troubled mind |
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To embitter to sin |
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Provoke my soul |
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Come Christ within yeah |
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I don't have the courage |
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To carve my splinters out no |
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But I got a friend St. Steven |
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These pictures of us |
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Wood, hay and stubble |
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We as well are nothing but trouble |
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Like the scrawl |
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We scratch and scream and all |
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Do as we want, do as you want |
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Like the fall |
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We taste the shame and all |
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We've never not, we've never not |
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What is the end of |
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Your troubled mind |
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To embitter to sin |
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Provoke your soul |
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To Christ within |