| I’ve been finding myself praying
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| Have you seen the shape I’m in?
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| I’ve been cleaning up my act after a weekend’s worth of sin
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| This past year I got let go and then the rent got hard to pay
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| So I’m finding myself kneeling down to pray
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| I keep them clear and small
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| Little prayers that won’t hurt at all
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| Clear and small
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| Whispered words float through the walls
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| Like Dear Lord
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| I need a surfboard
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| Cause I can’t figure out how to not drown in these waves
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| Dear Lord
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| I saw your billboard
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| About hell and fire and how I need to be saved
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| So I’m praying straight away
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| I’ve been finding myself praying, have you seen the shape we’re in?
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| I know you haven’t seen us lately on Sunday mornings we’re sleeping in
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| Fried from treading water in this pool you threw us in
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| Waiting for a lesson on how to swim
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| I keep them clear and small
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| Little prayers that won’t hurt at all
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| Clear and small
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| Whispered words float through the walls
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| Like Dear Lord
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| I need a surfboard
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| Cause I can’t figure out how to not drown in these waves
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| Dear Lord
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| I saw your billboard
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| About hell and fire and now I need to be saved
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| So I’m praying straight away
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| Dear Lord
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| Could you send out that surfboard
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| And maybe a couple hundred grand so we could stay
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| Dear Lord
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| If you strike down my landlord
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| I’ll be there every week and not just Christmas Day
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| Kneeling down to pray… |