All seems wasted now you comb your hair
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While your eyes search for a backdoor to get out
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All you could do was to leave your deeds at the door
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As you entered this room of sickness and doubt
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But I saw you put down the memories in your coat just before
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Now you want to drink but need someone to pour
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To pour your heart out
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This time
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You know this is real
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When you're scared to reveal
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This time
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Could you leave this now
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Even if you knew how
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This time
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Looking over your shoulder
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You have become older
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This time
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Are you afraid to die
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With nothing left the pressure is off
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To become all you needed to survive
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With a color black you would not be blessed
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In a church that decides on color and puts a price
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On a paradise you now seem to know so well
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But I knkow
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I see jesus in your eye, so kiss the sky... and leave this now
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Now I have seen what grace looks like
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This time
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You know this is real
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When you're scared to reveal
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This time
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Could you leave this now
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Even if you knew how
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This time
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Looking over your shoulder
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You have become older
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This time
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Are you afraid to die
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We had an intimate talk
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With god you and i
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Me with my words and you in silence
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All you said was
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I like that
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But I saw jesus in your eyes
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This time
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You know this is real
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When you have nothing more to reveal
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This time
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Would you leave this now
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Even if you knew how
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This time
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Looking over your shoulder
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You have become older
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This time
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This Time
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