Every day I sit at home and sharpen up the knives
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but it's alright, it's alright.
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Today is the tomorrow that I dreamed about last night,
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so shine a light, shine a light, but I...
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Just wanna feel what I felt before, but I
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I want you to know that I need it more.
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Well the blind lead the blind
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are the saints still alive since the last time?
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At the end of the line
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was I cruel to be kind in a past life?
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Sharpen up your knives.
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Every day I chip at stone while you are on your way,
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up to the stars, up to the stars.
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I don't know where I'm going to,
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I don't know where you are,
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but it's a start, but it's a start, and I'm...
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Just gonna say what I, said before but I,
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I want you to know that I need it more.
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Well the blind lead the blind
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are the saints still alive since the last time?
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And I don't wanna stay,
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don't wanna go away in a past life.
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It's not alright
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I've given up on horses hooves,
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And I'm feelin more,
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than just blue ribband blues.
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And his advice,
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before I dropped
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Was be sincere,
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whether you mean it or not,
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It's alright.
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Sharpen Up The Knives
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| Puressence |
