| Well I walk upon the river like it’s easier than land
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| Evil’s in my pocket and your will is in my hand
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| Oh, your will is in my hand
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| And I’ll throw it in the current that I stand upon so still
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| Love is all, from what I’ve heard, but my heart’s learned to kill
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| Oh, mine has learned to kill
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| Oh, I said I could rise
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| From the harness of our goals
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| Here come the tears
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| But like always, I let them go Just let them go And now spikes will keep on falling from the heavens to the floor
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| The future was our skin and now we don’t dream anymore
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| No, we don’t dream anymore
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| Like a house made from spider webs and the clouds rolling in I bet this mighty river’s both my savior and my sin
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| Oh, my savior and my sin
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| Oh, I said I could rise
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| From the harness of our goals
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| Here come the tears
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| But like always, I let them go Just let them go Well I walk upon the river like it’s easier than land
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| Evil’s in my pocket and your strength is in my hand
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| Your strength is in my hand
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| And I’ll throw you in the current that I stand upon so still
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| Love is all, from what I’ve heard, but my heart’s learned to kill
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| Oh, mine has learned to kill
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| Oh, I said I could rise
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| From the harness of our goals
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| Here come the tears
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| But like always, I let them go Just let them go |