Shun me I've done you wrong.
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Mocked you and broke your home.
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Carried on as a king to throne. I know, I loathed.
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I've reconciled my faith with no way to explain where it comes from.
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Heard out suspicious ways, forwent the drowning pain. Oh, and I've had mine
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Sunday suit never fit quite right, maybe why I never saw your light.
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Fear had its grip for quite sometime, so I obeyed and lied.
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Listen, don't hear this wrong, you've taught me what I know.
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Though I'm not what you want, I've found peace on my own.
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Sunday suit never fit quite right, maybe why I left Siddhartha style.
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I choose a path of open minds, am I damned for it?
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I know the evils of mankind and I keep far from them.
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Do all I can to grow inside. Judge me for that.
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Sunday Suit
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