HIGH AND DRY YOU'VE GOT A HOLD OF THE FUCKING TRUTH
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YOU'VE GOT NOTHING BUT A BLANK HAND DON'T YOU
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IN THE END IT'S JUST A TIRED EXPLANATION AND
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I CAN'T SIT STILL FOR THE DURATION
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YOU RAISED ME WITH MY HANDS RAISED TO THE SKY
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I GUESS THERE WAS A TIME I BELIEVED YOUR WAYS
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I LEARNED TO READ BETWEEN THE LINES
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I LEARNED TO QUESTION WHAT THEY SAY
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AND IT GETS WORSE BEFORE IT'S OVER AND
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THERE'S NO TRUTH IN CLOUDS ABOVE, NO LUCK IN CLOVER
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AND I DON'T BELIEVE THAT I'D HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY
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SUNDAY SCHOOL AT AGE 9 I THOUGHT I WAS ON THE WINNING TEAM
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BECAUSE I WANED TO SEE IT, I WANTED TO NEED IT
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IT WAS 9 YEARS OF HOLY SHIT AND I BELIEVED IT
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YOU RAISED ME WITH MY HANDS BEHIND MY BACK
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I GUESS THERE WAS A TIME WHEN I BROKE AWAY
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I LEARNED TO DISREGARD THE LIES
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I LEARNED TO QUESTION WHAT THEY SAY
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I WON'T LOOK THROUGH YOUR LENS,
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TAINTED BY INTOLERANCE AND BASED ON FALSE MORALITY
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ALL IN THE NAME GREED
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Holy Shit
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| Dillinger Four |
