I'll show you the door when you've decided to hold on to all that you've lost.
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You see, all this is nothing when she comes and tears you apart.
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Of course, all this is nothing if you hold the key to her heart.
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I told you I am your saviour and your truth.
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When you get down on the floor,
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I will steal the soul from you if there is no truth.
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Let's end this lie tonight.
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When the thirteenth apostle is knocking at my door,
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a new sun is rising in the east. Did I tell you that?
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It's true. So sing thorughout the streets and sing throughout the night.
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Go and tell the people my soul is aflight.
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Although you might save me from all these emotions that are filling my mind,
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all of your healers are still hurting my kind.
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I will watch what the rain blows in,
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and I will continue to tell people that a climb to the holy land
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is a slide to the devil's hand.
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Something is going to change these times and I'll watch them fade away.
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So if they want to keep me hung on their crosses
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they'll have to find some bigger nails.
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I will continue to walk these streets like a doubting Thomas
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and I'll swear at saints when they pass me by.
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Nothing is pure when everything is tainted.
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Where am I going to go when I die.
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So you see, I'll try to let you go and I'll try very hard to forget.
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I don't think my thought will subside, I guess I'm just losing my mind.
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I'm walking alone, I'm standing in the sun.
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I'm thinking about my life and how it's barely just begun.
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I want to run.
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Poem On The Inside Cover
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Tea Party |