I know you know
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Let the life come back and force through my veins
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It goes, it goes
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Through the protons, neutrons securing the frame
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Say yes say no
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It's a matter of me forcing the praise
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Put on the new
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Woman, man, and child who are breaking the braces
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The catacombs
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And revolving doors inside of my brain
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Preachers and whores
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And the neon pulpits burst into flames
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I come from both
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Sides of me and either side of their tracks
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Humbling my ghosts
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Letting life that floods my veins bring me back
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The unshackling of the chains on my wrists
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And the loyalty to pain that resists
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And the greatest books are talking about this
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Why must everybody die to exist?
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Hello my love
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Seeking passages and food for your soul
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On 95
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Look ahead cause they're not filling that hole yet
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Come lay your hands
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Over mine and it will make us both brave
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Braver to know
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Let the light, the life force back in our veins
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The unshackling of the chains on my wrists
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And the loyalty to pain that resists
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And the greatest books are talking about this
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Why must everybody die to exist?
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Are you ready for the power of god?
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Are you waiting for the saints to all nod?
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At the girl who should be raised from the dead?
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At the demons who've been forced from my head?
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Hey
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Oh hallelujah
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Oh hallelujah
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Oh hallelujah I've come undone
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Oh hallelujah
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Oh hallelujah
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Oh hallelujah I've come undone
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The unshackling of the chains on my wrists
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The loyalty to pain that resists
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And the greatest books are talking about this
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Why must everybody die to exist?
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Are you ready for the power of god?
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Are you waiting for the saints to all nod?
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At the girl who should be raised from the dead?
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At the demons who've been forced from my head?
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Veins
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Charlotte Martin |