That's all right because you wish you were dead,
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you live life with a hex,
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over your head,
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a savior's mouth with a serpents tongue,
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but don't forget you're like this with the chosen one,
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and I forget about my losing streak,
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but you never slip at a chance to remind,
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it sounds like you should save a prayer for me,
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but I'll take my chances with the unworthy
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And you know the quick path,
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the righteous the way back,
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I'll end up the only one,
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I'll end up the lost son
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And you know the quick path,
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the righteous the way back,
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I'll end up the only one,
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I'll end up THE FORGOTTEN
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And you know the quick path,
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the righteous the way back,
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I'll end up the only one
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Swallow it all and wash it all down,
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it must be the weight of that crown,
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and all the lies seem to become me,
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beacuse it's easier then the truth,
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failure the only thing that seems to matter,
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it's not the fact that you're walking dead,
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so save a prayer for me,
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don't waste a prayer on me
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For The Soul Of The Savior
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Darkest Hour |