| I. Wings Of Angels
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| Wing of angels
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| Waves of emotion
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| Bring her home to me
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| II. |
| Prelude
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| III. |
| Heaven Help Me Now
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| Stare down the cold blue muzzle of a steel blue gun
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| I guess this is the final stand, nowhere to run
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| Do I regret the past? |
| Now I’m tied to the mast
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| Was I brave, did I live, have I won?
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| Do I regret a single thing that I had to say?
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| Self-centered pride and hubris tell me I’m okay
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| My check’s post-dated now
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| I’m over-rated, overdrawn, and I’m still complicated
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| Oh, oh! |
| Heaven help me now
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| I’m up against the wall again I know
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| Oh, oh! |
| Please, please show me how
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| I’m in too deep, so Heaven help me now
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| The darkest night is on me, chills me to the bone
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| This is, by far, the hardest thing I’ve ever done
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| Bring things back down to size, keep eyes upon the prize
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| And pray, take a breath, and I say
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| Oh, oh! |
| Heaven help me now
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| I’m up against the wall again I know
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| Oh, oh! |
| Please, please show me how
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| I’m in too deep, so Heaven help me now
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| Oh, oh, Heaven help me now
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| I’m up against the wall again I know
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| Oh, oh, please, please show me how
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| I wanna leave, but there’s nowhere to go |