Don't you believe in where you're going
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You act like you're afraid of knowing
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They washed your brain in filthy water
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And you drank it down, in the fear you drowned
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And it looks like you're never gonna sleep
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Don't like these caravans you follow
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Your own hypocrisy you swallow
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What kind of god would make you question love?
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And your guilt is a sin
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They don't know where you've been
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And you're dying all the time
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Angels ride on the darkest side of your soul
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Angels ride on the darkest side of your soul
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Ah you know how they ride
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Think your love has turned to hate
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Think your love might've turned to hate
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[Solo]
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Angels ride on the darkest side of your soul
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Angels ride on the darkest side of your soul
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Angels Ride
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| T.N.T. |
