Oh, here we go, another normal day
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In Purgitoria, all we know is what we hear
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And we believe in what we fear
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We fear confession
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And every day is quite the same so we,
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Call them by different names and,
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We feel better
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It helps us to remember
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That's just the way we are
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Way we are
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Where I come from
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Oh, here we go, gold and incense, Hallelujah!
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Representatives of Jesus
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Passing baskets to the people
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Children dying of diseases
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Would have love to've seen this steeple
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But sometimes we're required to put
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Priorities in order
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So we build our churches taller
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While their shortened lives get shorter
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And that's just the way we are
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Way we are
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It's just the way we are, the way we are
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Gold the mask that costumes evil
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Ties the blindfolds we can't see through
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Believe the hand that leads you
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Through the normal life we need
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Stand in line for trial
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Facing forward single file
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Taught to fear, I fear denial
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I'm just a child I only know
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[Repeat Chorus]
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Purgatoria
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| The Benjy Davis Project |
