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close the door and open this
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and this could be the last of it
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and, for the moment, I'm alright
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and hand me down another hit
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Heaven holds a place for you
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the crippled, the rich, the young, and the beautiful
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and, for the moment, I'm your guest
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in case you haven't figured it out yet
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I am humbled over you
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I am humbled over everything
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I must be
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I could be
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I should be hearing these
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I am humbled over you
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the taste of liquor on your breath
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fills my head and spills my lips
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and, for the moment, I'm all right
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underneath the weight of all of it
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I am humbled over you
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I am humbled over everything about you
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look past these eternal "no"s
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coulda found something to finally cut me down to size
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and it's all in the eyes
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I am humbled
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I am blind
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I am crippled--
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but it might be the only way to get out alive!
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Heaven holds a place for you
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the crippled, the rich, the young, and the beautiful
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close the door, and open this
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I don't think we're done here with it, cat [?]
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crippled in the mission
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on the children underneath [?]
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and you're lookin' for another [?]
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that you're never gonna find
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in the eyes...
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in the eyes...
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Humbled
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| Low Pop Suicide |
