| You always hurt my feelings
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| You always claimed to be a friend
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| My anger took over
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| Erasing your life’s flame
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| All those years to remember
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| It’s a question of faith
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| And who is to blame now
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| It’s give and take
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| Glorified
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| We’re torn to pieces
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| Crucified
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| You watch us die
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| Petrified
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| No more excuses
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| Oh, I am sanctified
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| Glorified
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| We’re torn to pieces
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| Crucified
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| You watch us die
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| Petrified
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| No more excuses
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| Oh, I am sanctified
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| Heavenly father
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| Why do we suffer this pain
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| Devoted, gracefully
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| Sweeping my frail soul
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| You took all for granted
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| Never showed gratitude
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| My burning fury
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| Turned my vengeance loose
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| All those years forgotten
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| Nothing left I can do The lord is calling
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| I did it all for you
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| Glorified
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| We’re torn to pieces
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| Crucified
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| You watch us die
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| Petrified
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| No more excuses
|
| Oh, I am sanctified
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| Glorified
|
| We’re torn to pieces
|
| Crucified
|
| You watch us die
|
| Petrified
|
| No more excuses
|
| Oh, I am sanctified
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| You always hurt my feelings
|
| You always claimed to be a friend
|
| And who’s to blame now
|
| It’s give and take
|
| Glorified
|
| We’re torn to pieces
|
| Petrified
|
| No more excuses
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| No more, no more
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| Glorified
|
| We are torn to pieces
|
| Crucified
|
| You watch us die
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| Petrified
|
| No more excuses
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| No more excuses
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| Sanctified |