| Run to the river, run to the sea
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| Cast my body down, baptize me
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| He came for my sorrow, he came for my pain
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| Through the sun, he came for the rain
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| Over the ocean and the black to the sea
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| A new day is dawning and hope caries me
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| There’s a hole in my head that lets the rain in
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| There ain’t no laws for the brave ones, oh no
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| There ain’t no silence now for the crazy
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| There ain’t no help for the lazy, oh no!
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| I ain’t never stole to get high
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| I ain’t never done wrong to get by
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| Dirt is what made me
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| So dust be the destiny
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| Dirt is what made me
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| So dust be the destiny
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| As we walk now with cross to bare
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| It’s a rough game, ya gotta play fair
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| Revolt against the reason
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| The man is coming any season now!
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| I ain’t never stole to get high
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| I ain’t never done to get by
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| I think therefore I’m dangerous
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| I ain’t never stole to get high
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| Dirt is what made me
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| So dust be the destiny
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| Dirt is what made me
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| So dust be the destiny
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| Dirt is what made me
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| So dust be the destiny
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| Dirt is what made me
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| So dust be the destiny
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| Be the destiny |