| Lord |
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| Don’t leave me, Lord, if you’re really in there. |
| They built you up, built you so big. |
| So big I can’t tell what’s imagined just a good idea, gone bad. |
| But I LOVE YOU, LORD, for all this. |
| And it’s a shame the way they’ve made you out how they made you. |
| They made you some pissed off man. |
| A whole lot of pissed off men made YOU. |
| Don’t leave me, Lord, if you’re really in there. |
