| Place my missing picture on my beer I’m running away from home
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| Sam, I’m just a man, a rusted bucket of flesh and bone
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| Someday I’ll seek forgiveness for the sweet smell of her breath
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| She touched my hand and asked for a check, I put out my cigarette
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| Chorus:
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| Temptation
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| Temptation
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| Go home, Lord
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| I’m walking straight into the ocean
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| Tell the tide I’m on my way
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| I’m gonna hang my head down tonight on Damocles' sword
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| When the angels hung out in Eden they saw Adam chasing Eve
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| They said grab your boots, your coat, your hat
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| My boy, it’s time that you leave
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| She asked me if I’d like to play but she knew that I was broke
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| I cashed in the my chips a month ago
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| This smile’s just mirrors and smoke
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| Chorus:
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| Temptation
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| Temptation
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| Go home, Lord
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| I’m walking straight into the ocean
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| Tell the tide I’m on my way
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| I’m gonna hang my head down tonight on Damocles' sword
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| Twist my wrist
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| Tell me I should resist
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| But the flesh is weak
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| Here comes the kiss…
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| Twist my wrist
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| I can’t go on like this
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| The flesh is weak
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| Here it comes… here it comes…
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| Chorus:
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| Temptation
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| Temptation
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| Go home, Lord
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| I’m walking straight into the ocean
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| Tell the tide I’m on my way
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| I’m gonna hang my head down tonight on Damocles' sword |