See My blooded hands, My Battered limbs
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Carry the weight, Of four killing sins
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Show me the way, Give me a sign
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My problem fades, You’ll never learn
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Here in your womb
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I see a world
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Slipping away
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Out here in the cold
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Here I am grown
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I start again
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Tell me if you can, If you’ll pebble me
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Soaked in your stare, I thought I could see
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My bitter trust, Choking on air
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Walking on ice, Jump if you dare
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Here in your womb
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I see a world
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Slipping away
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Out here in the cold
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Here I am grown
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I start again
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We’ll start again
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And wake up this death
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We’ll start again
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Again again
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My hands Are Tied
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With Robust Steel
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God knows I’ve tried
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To let them heal
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I’ve given all I can take from myself
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Here in your womb
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I see a world
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Slipping away
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Out here in the cold
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Here I am grown
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I start again
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We’ll start again
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And wake up this death
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We’ll start again
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Again
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You, Me and A Whole Lotta Funk 45's
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| Hell Is For Heroes |
