Did you sweep us far from your feet
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Reset in stone this stark belief
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Salted eyes and a sordid dye
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Too many years
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But don't despair this day, will be their damnedest day
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Ooh, if you take these things from me
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Did you feed us tales of deceit
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Conceal the tongues who need to speak
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Subtle lies and a soiled coin
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The truth is sold, the deal is done
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But don't despair this day, will be their damnedest day
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Ooh, if you take these things from me
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[INSTRUMENTAL]
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Undefied, no signs of regret
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Your swollen pride assumes respect
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Talons fly as a last disguise
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But no return, the time has come
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So don't despair this day, will be their damnedest day
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Ooh, if you take these things from me
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Ooh, if you take these things from me
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Cowboys
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