God, if you can hear, can you help me and my friends?
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We've been driving all night into dead ends.
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We just wanna find our own way home again.
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We knew you as kids but lost you in smokey bars.
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We lost you in the boom of lowered cars -
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in parties that grew into the yard
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God, if you can hear, as the sun is creeping down,
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Could you kindly point me right out of town?
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Honestly I'm sick and tired of falling down.
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We knew you'd be here in the fray of darkest nights,
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and the sad and holy glow of tv light,
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in the blood and the bruise of back-alley fights.
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So we're totally deprived,
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buried alive
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I couldn't help myself to save my life
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Totally deprived
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Buried alive
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I couldn't help myself to save my life [x3]
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Totally deprived
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Modern Day Prayer
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Two Thirty Eight (Two ThirtyEight) |