Shook up and beat down.
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Hallelujah.
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From bad cards that I was dealt.
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Hallelujah.
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So I spoke a match that burned them down.
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Hallelujah.
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So light it up.
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Ashes made of spades are going through the air.
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The embers and the flames are going through the cares.
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The sickness of the past, let it burn back there.
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The ashes made of spades are going through the air.
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Dodging rocks. You're a street light.
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Hallelujah.
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London fog on a dreary night...
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You took a hit, they could not take your light.
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Hallelujah.
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So light it up.
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Ashes made of spades are going through the air.
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The embers and the flames are going through the cares.
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The sickness of the past, let it burn back there.
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The ashes made of spades are going through the air.
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Stranded in the streams without a branch to rescue me and pull me from the tormenting.
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Will I die here in the water?
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I closed my eyes so I could see then there grew a tree from my belief.
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Now here I stand with two dry feet, and there my past dies in the water.
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Oh My Light.
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All My Life.
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Ashes Made Of Spades
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| The Rocket Summer |
