Sweet Jesus I swear that I love you, no matter what the chariot says.
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I'm biased and by this I'll judge you on weakness wrapped up in my own innocence
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And I think that's fine.
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My God you look so much different. From mirrors you looked like fool.
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And your skin taste much better with aging not sweet like it was back in our Sunday school.
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Just wait, don't go. We're gonna see if this bad boy can fly
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Just wait, don't go. We're gonna see if this bad boy can fly
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We're gonna see if this bad boy can fly
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We're gonna see if this bad boy can fly
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Cause I heard that it can after all.
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Now that you're home won't you rescue me?
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I've been trying so hard to be good again
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Now that you're home won't you rescue me?
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I've been trying so hard to be good
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Now that you're home won't you rescue me?
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I've been trying so hard to be good again
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Now that you're home won't you rescue me?
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I've been trying pretty hard to be good
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Well now that you're home I can see again, I can see again
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Now that you're home I can see again, God I can see
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Now That You'Re Home
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| Manchester Orchestra |
