| King or cripple what have I become?
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| Beneath these kingly robes there lies a fragile man
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| What made me a king can sometimes cripple
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| All that you give can sometimes rob my innocence
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| Why do you let us walk upon a cliff so steep
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| When deep below the sea there lies a bed of gold
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| And if this should be our battle place
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| Don’t let me fall, don’t let us fall
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| Keep me, won’t you keep me
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| Keep me, won’t you keep me
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| I love to hold the hand of one who healed the blind
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| And saw the leper run into your arms of love
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| King or cripple, they were the same to you
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| You took the broken man and you treat him like a king
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| Keep me, won’t you keep me
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| Keep me, won’t you keep me
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| King or, king or, king or cripple
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| You took a broken man and you treat him like a king |