| A devil in a midnight mass,
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| He prayed behind stained glass
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| A memory of Sunday class
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| Resurrected from the past
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| I was stoned and the world wouldn’t believe me!
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| In the cold, and the world tryin to see me!
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| Hold your breath and count to four
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| Pinky swears don’t work no more
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| Footsteps down the hallway floor
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| Getting closer to my door
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| I was alive but now I’m singing
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| Silent night for the rest of my life
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| Silent night for the rest of my life
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| Silent night till they find the knife
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| (Forgive me father!)
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| Won’t make it right
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| Silent night for the rest of my life
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| Silent night for the rest of my life
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| Silent night till they find the knife
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| (guilty guilty!)
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| Silent night for the rest of my life
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| Silent night till they find the knife
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| (You're guilty!)
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| A devil in a midnight mass
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| The temple he trespassed
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| Attempt a dozen hits
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| Pulls a serpent from the sands
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| I was told that the world wouldn’t believe me In the cold, sinners world, tried to see them
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| Mother nature, Sister fear
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| A place called Hell is close to here
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| Put my trust in God that day
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| Not the man that taught his way
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| I was alive, but now I’m singin'
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| Whisper, whisper, don’t make a sound.
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| Your bed is made and it’s in the ground
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| Whisper, whisper, don’t make a sound.
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| Your bed is made and it’s in the ground |