If I could walk on water like jesus did before
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If I knew all the answers to keep you coming back for more
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If I could paint a picture and then cut off my own ear
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If I chose all the right colors would this just dissapear?
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Because we're running in vicious circles
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Until we're dizzy with disdain
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and there's miles and miles between us
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Yet we still remain
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So if I could write a poem and find the perfect words
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and then put them all in music just so my voice gets heard
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Because we're running in vicious circles
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Until we're dizzy with disdain
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and there's miles and miles between us
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Yet we still remain
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So if I could walk on water like jesus did before
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and if I knew all the answers, I'd keep you coming back for more
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Because we're running in vicious circles
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Until we're dizzy with disdain
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and there's miles and miles between us
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and yet we still remain
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We're running in vicious circles
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Until we're dizzy with disdain
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and there's miles and miles between us
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Yet we still remain
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Yet we still remain
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Vicious Circles
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Aaron Lewis |