| Go… Line!
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| Twenty, your life feels his sentence
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| Supose you’re alive
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| You’ll never look outside anymore
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| So shut the door and close your eyes
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| Twenty years of torture
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| Twenty years of pray
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| (you gotta run) You gotta betry for your sins
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| The sins that I have made
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| When you’re tired of running, rest here by my side
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| Keep your life from sinking down (20 years of pain)
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| When you’re tired of running, let your head to rest
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| Come and lay it on the line
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| This, this, this, motherfucker!
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| Your soul sometime will be hatred
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| It’s not you anymore
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| You’re scared of what’s beyond your walls
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| So say goodbye and shut your eyes
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| Twenty years of torture
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| Twenty years of pray
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| (you gotta run) You gotta betry for your sins
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| The sins that I have made
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| When you’re tired of running, rest here by my side
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| Keep your life from sinking down (20 years of pain)
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| When you’re tired of running, let your head to rest
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| Come and lay it on the line (the sins that I have made)
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| Motherfucker, go! |
| x2
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| When you’re tired of running, rest here by my side
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| Keep your life from sinking down (20 years of pain)
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| When you’re tired of running, let your head to rest
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| Come and lay it on the line (the sins that I have made)
|
| When you’re tired of running, rest here by my side
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| Keep your life from sinking down (20 years of pain)
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| When you’re tired of running, let your head to rest
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| Come and lay it on the line (the sins that I have made) |