| You can go and sing your hymns
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| You can go and say your prayers
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| Find a way to escape
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| You can go and chase your tail
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| Burn the ship, burn the sail
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| Til your words don’t form any shape
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| You can hide yourself in the drink
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| You can teach your mind not to think
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| Not be frightened to death
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| But when you look in the mirror
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| And your eyes become clearer
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| You’ll dig yourself outta this mess
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| Dying ain’t much over living
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| You’ll lose your top billing
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| So take second place
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| Face all the devils who lower your levels
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| And fix that crooked face
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| Love of my life
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| You have my heart
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| Love of my life
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| You caught us off guard
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| Oh the fears of a father don’t scare me
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| I’m ready to love
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| And now that this star’s ascending
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| I will stop this pretending
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| And be the best that I can
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| I’ve always shot from the hip
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| Never bitten my lip
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| It’s a trait that you’ll soon understand
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| But I’ve got a good way to spoil
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| Before I shuffle off this coil
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| And feel the air turn thin
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| Oh if I broke any oath fear of losing you both
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| Well I just don’t know where to begin
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| Dying ain’t much over living
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| You’ll lose your top billing
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| So take second place
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| Face all the devils who lower your levels
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| And fix that crooked face
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| Love of my life
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| You have my heart
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| Love of my life
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| You caught us off guard
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| Oh the fears of a father don’t scare
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| I’m ready for love
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| You won’t find me by the streetlights
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| Or hanging off the rails
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| Climbing up the steeple or on a bed of nails
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| Drowning all my sorrows for the sake of saving face
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| Burning all my bridges
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| Cause I think they’ll light my way
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| Oh blood of my blood
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| You have my heart
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| Love of my life
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| You caught us off guard
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| Oh the fears of a father don’t scare me
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| I’m ready to love |