This is what you're preachin'
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What you’re teachin’ them
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I don’t want any part of it
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I see something wrong
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With holding rocks in your hands
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So many splinters in your eyes
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You can’t even see the man that
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You blame your pain within
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It’s unbelievable to me how you
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Can see all that’s wrong with another
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And still be blind
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The sin you make excuses for
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Do this and don’t do that ‘cause it’s wrong
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But you’ve been sittin’ here gossiping all day long
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And that’s okay
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(Chorus)
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Why?
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Why’s it gotta be this way?
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Why?
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Why must we play these games?
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Let the freedom bell ring
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Whatever happened to old mercy?
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I heard it read from a book that’s been around a few years
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If you ain’t got no sin, go ahead, start through stones
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But I’m anxious to see how many people just like me
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Would have to put your big rocks down
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Put ‘em down, down
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(Chorus 3x)
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Old Mercy
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| Seventh Day Slumber |
