| Well, they knew you were coming down
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| On the darkness at the edge of town
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| And they came to steal the lightning from the sky
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| Yeah, the push might come to shove
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| And your love might not be enough
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| To free you from the fears that paralyse
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| Yet they used to love you for the way you sang your soul
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| Now they’ve come to claim you through the night
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| The ghosts have come to steal the light outta your eyes
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| It’s your momma and your wife
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| Cuts your heart out with a knife
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| And they left you for the dogs to lick your bones
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| They made you cry the rain
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| But they’d love you just the same
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| Before your god, and the devil, touch your soul
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| Tell me what did you bequeath
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| To the girl with the freaky teeth
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| Well, she shown you things she’d stolen from the queen
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| She’ll have your hearts desire
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| As she danced back into the fire
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| With the holy men who stole your tambourine
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| Yet they used to love you for the way you sang your soul
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| Now they’ve come to claim you through the night
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| The ghosts have come to steal the light outta your eyes
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| It’s your momma and your wife
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| Cuts your heart out with a knife
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| And they left you for the dogs to lick your bones
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| They made you cry the rain
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| But they’d love you just the same
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| Before your god, and the devil, touch your soul
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| And your momma and your wife
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| Cuts your heart out with a knife
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| And they left you for the dogs to lick your bones
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| They made you cry the rain
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| But they’d love you just the same
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| Before your god, and the devil, touch your soul
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| Before your God, and the devil, touch your soul
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| Before your God, and the devil, touch your soul
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| Before your God, and the devil, touch your soul |