| Well sing it up on a mountain if you’ve had it to here with this place
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| These voices are candles these fingers are scarce we’ll be the judges
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| Of who are the damned and the saved
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| That promise of perdition, it’s not coming back
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| I sing all these songs for my best friends
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| Feel this life for all that it’s worth
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| We’ve got to get a move on tonight
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| Cause our flesh will perish the ember will move on this earth
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| Don’t ask for second chances cause you’ll come up flat
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| Our shoulders to the well we’ll take it back
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| Recreate them cause I don’t wanna live in the shackles of the shepherd anymore
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| It’s isolative to know we die alone
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| The truth is always there to warm my heart
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| What else do you need?
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| You toss all your guilt to the fire
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| With that
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| Membership card
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| It marked your confirmation
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| And rendered you bonds with the church that left you int he dark
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| As we watched the ashes smolder I felt proud
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| As we went goodbye to the past that tore us down
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| Recreate them cause I don’t wanna live in the shadow of the valley anymore
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| It’s isolative to know we die alone
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| The truth is always there to warm my heart
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| What else do you need?
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| Try to steal small voices from the fathers from the lot
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| Cause we’re dying to believe we’re dying to believe
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| Mount on the wings like eagles
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| Carve these words into a rock
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| Oh I will not believe
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| Recreate them cause I don’t wanna live in the ashes of the altar anymore
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| It’s isolative to know we die alone
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| The truth is always there to warm my heart
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| What else do you need? |