| I don’t believe in heaven in the winter
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| I don’t believe in winter in the fall
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| I beat my temples just to see them splintered
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| I tear the wings off flies just to see them crawling
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| Down, down through the gravel and the mud
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| Where a rope can’t knot and a soap can’t sud
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| St. Peter’s on a smoke break, the devil’s dressed in silk
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| And you always eat the mother after drinking her milk
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| I don’t believe my I’s are ever dotted
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| I don’t believe my T’s are ever crossed
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| I stick it in because I see it slotted
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| I kick it in the ribs to have it turning and tossing
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| Down, down through the weeds and the rain
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| Where a man can’t lie and a woman can’t faint
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| St. Peter’s on a smoke break, the devil’s dressed in silk
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| And you always eat the mother after drinking her milk
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| Deliver me, doctor deliver me
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| Doctor, deliver me from this world
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| I don’t believe in happily or in after
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| I don’t believe in dreams I can’t recall
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| I never got invited to the afters (?)
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| I never got why sinners never see themselves falling
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| Down, down through the fire and the smoke
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| Where a leg can’t set and an egg can’t yolk
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| St. Peter’s on a smoke break, the devil’s dressed in silk
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| And you always eat the mother after drinking her milk
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| Deliver me, doctor deliver me
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| Doctor, deliver me from this world
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| Deliver me, deliver me from this world |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Deliver Me , by - Ben Caplan. Song from the album Birds With Broken Wings, in the genre Музыка мира