I woke up this morning, grey dawn,
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with a prayer on my breath.
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I lost something precious,
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God'll save me from losing myself.
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I think I know what's wrong,
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I think I know what's wrong.
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Now, I met the Queen and I understand
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why she closed the door
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I'm not making excuses,
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But I've been there a few times,
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I was knocking on her door.
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I think I know what's wrong
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I think I know what's wrong
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There's a man, he lived in a house,
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he had a family of five,
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well, he blew up the windows and the doors,
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he just couldn't survive.
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We've all been removed in one way or another.
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We don't know our families, we don't need our brothers.
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Pushing the needle too far
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Pushing the needle too far
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If you wake up in the morning, grey dawn,
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with a prayer on your breath,
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maybe you lost something precious,
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god'll save you, from losing yourself.
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I think I know what's wrong.
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I think I know what's wrong.
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The queen who closed the door the family that lies
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people who turn the cat that has died
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a boy that od's a girl with a gun
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the world on its knees and a band on the run
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I think I know what's wrong
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Pushing the needle too far.
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Pushing The Needle Too Far
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| Indigo Girls |
