| I love my god, god made love
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| I love my god, god made love
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| I love my god, god made hate
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| I love my god, god made hate
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| I love my god, god made good
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| I love my god, god made good
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| I love my god, god made bad
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| I love my god, god made me
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| But I don’t wanna pray to my maker
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| I just wanna be what I see
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| Not just who I am, but the pink in golden land
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| And that wide wild sky over me
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| Help me to the sun, hey I’m looking everywhere
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| See I’m looking to become not the prayer, but the prayer
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| And now I don’t wanna pray, no
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| I say I don’t wanna pray, no
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| I don’t wanna pray
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| I don’t wanna pray
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| I love my god, god made love
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| I love my god, god made love
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| I love my god, god made good
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| I love my god, god made hate
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| I love my god, god made bad
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| I love my god, god made
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| I don’t wanna pray to my maker
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| I just wanna be feelin' free
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| Not like in a book, or the leaves of trees that shook
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| From a word that means only not a thing
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| Pardon god and mom, what I’m sayin' isn’t fair
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| See I’m looking to become, not the prayer but the prayer
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| And now I don’t want to pray
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| I don’t wanna pray
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| I don’t wanna pray
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| Who don’t wanna pray
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| Not much good to talk, better to walk it
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| Not much good to take, better to give
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| We are gone forgiven and forgotten of our sins
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| And I promise you my friend all that dies will live again
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| Pardon god and mom, what I’m sayin' isn’t fair
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| See I’m looking to become, not the prayer but the prayer
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| And now I don’t want to pray
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| I don’t wanna pray
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| I don’t wanna pray
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| Who don’t wanna pray
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| I love my god, god made love
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| I love my god, god made love
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| I love my god, god made hate
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| I love my god, god made hate
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| I love my god, god made good
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| I love my god, god made good
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| I love my god, god made bad
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| I love my god, god made me |