Stolen Prayer
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I've walk the streets alone, the shadows hide my face
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My sins are etched in stone, never to erase
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My fear's unshakeable, if I could believe
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I'd trade these wings of gold, for what I really need
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I fought the fires of love, burned into my soul
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Scarred from the flames of woe, my mask is made of stone
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I'm not invincible, but I want to believe
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That you're convinceable, I pray that you will be
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Take the word and pass it on, I'm tired of preachin
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Take the angel from the thorns, untie the wings of gold
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Until I'm in the right of way
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All my words are spoken
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All my words are spoken
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All my words are spoken in a stolen prayer
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I've dreamed of different times, if I could find my way
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Through all the darkest lies, that cloud my world today
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I'm not unbreakable, although I might pretend
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It's not unthinkable that I could feel again
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Take the word and pass it on, I'm tired of preachin
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Take the angel from the thorns, I'm tired of golden wings
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Until I'm in the right of way
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All my words are spoken
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All my words are spoken
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All my words are spoken in a stolen prayer, stolen prayer
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Steal another minute for my life
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Oooo, I'd steal a loaded gun for my life
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Yeah, I'd steal another breath from the air
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Oh, 'cause all my words are spoken,
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All my words are spoken
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So, take the word and pass it on, I'm tired of preachin
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Take the angel from the thorns, I'm tired of golden wings
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Until I'm in the right of way
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All my words are spoken
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All my words are spoken
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So, take the word and pass it on, I'm tired of preachin
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Take the angel from the thorns, I'm tired of golden wings
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Until I'm in the right of way
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All my words are spoken
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All my words are spoken
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All my words are spoken
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All my words are spoken
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All my words are spoken in my stolen prayer
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In a stolen prayer
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Stolen Prayer
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| Chris Cornell |
