[spoken]
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We kill the faggots, we kill the lesbians, I say goddammit, we kill 'em all!
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[sung]
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We were taught to kneel and bow our heads.
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I tried simply standing up instead.
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Heard rumors of transparent legs.
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And walks for days and days.
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These days we reach for so much more,
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We reached the point where we can't go home.
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Alone we wait here underground,
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Amidst the others waiting...
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So pray then,
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If it makes you feel safe.
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But all I can say,
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Is we go our own way.
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We go our own way.
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So save us...
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Would guess you were the chosen one.
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The right place, you weren't the firstborn son.
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Once questioned stable state of mind.
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To spend some time in the gutter.
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A full collapse and caving in,
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Just wait for faith to kick in.
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I lost track of time as I stood in line,
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Amidst the other believers.
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So pray then,
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If it makes you feel safe.
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All I can say,
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Is we go our own way.
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So pray then,
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If it makes you feel safe.
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All I can say,
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Is we go our own way.
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We go our own way.
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So save us...
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Over and over and I still cannot believe,
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We can't save ourselves.
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Give me a chance up on the cross and watch me bleed,
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Now ask for help.
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Having faith in something you can't see,
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Takes something else.
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Over and over and I still can not believe,
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We can't save ourselves.
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So pray then,
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If it makes you feel safe.
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All I can say,
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Is we go our own way.
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So pray then,
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If it makes you feel safe.
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All I can say,
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Is we go our own way.
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Send your prayers our way
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To save us.
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[spoken]
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Kill 'em again... 'Cause they didn't die hard enough.
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On The Cross
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| The Used |
