| Breaking bread, Pouring wine
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| Speaking mysteries that stretch my mind
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| But I failed to follow
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| The meaning of fish and bread that I swallowed?
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| Dipping bread in a dish, calling out a trader
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| I’m hoping you’ll explain this sooner or later
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| I’m living with confusion, It’s like a bad dream
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| Tell me, what’s the conclusion?
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| Three times denied
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| Thought I was strong but it seems I was wrong
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| Now I see, since now I’ve three times denied
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| Your name--I'm stained with shame
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| This wretchedness becomes my fame
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| Your accusation, it plagues my mind
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| Your prophecy leaves me horrified
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| Denied you never would be
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| Of all of us, it would never be me
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| That would break your heart and make you moan
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| Forsake your name, leave you alone
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| With the sting of a coward’s lie
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| The signed decree that declares you die
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| Three times denied
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| Thought I was strong but it seems I was wrong
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| Now I see, since now I’ve three times denied
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| Your name--I'm stained with shame
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| This wretchedness becomes my fame
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| Nightmares run through my brain
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| Cold sweat covers me like a sickening stain
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| In this place between asleep and awake
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| I shake from the cold and the fear of heartbreak
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| And in the glow of the fire I turn into a liar
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| To scared to say 'I know'
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| And like a sheperdless sheep I run and I weep
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| As I hear the cock crow
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| You said three times
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| My son do you love me?
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| And I said three times, «You know that I do»
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| You said three times
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| My son do you love me?
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| And I said three times, «You know that I do»
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| You said three times
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| My son do you love me?
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| And I said three times, «You know that I do!» |