| Gone again in the undertow
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| Left to live with hate
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| (We won’t let go, let go)
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| Faced again with a taste of it
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| Still I’ll never change
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| (We won’t let go, let go)
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| Understand I’m losing faith
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| Reminding self there are no saints
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| Comprehend I’m through with running
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| And I can’t stop my long for belief
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| (On and on and on and on)
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| It goes (on, and on, and on)
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| And now I feel so lost and deceived
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| (On and on and on and on)
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| How will we rest in peace?
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| Fuck the sins that we fear to live in the end
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| (We won’t ever follow, follow)
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| Stand against preach the same old shit
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| You’re afraid to live
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| (We won’t follow, follow)
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| Understand I bow to nothing
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| Reminding self of pain and trusting
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| Comprehend I’m through with running
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| And I can’t stop my long for belief
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| (On and on and on and on)
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| It goes (on, and on, and on)
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| And now I feel so lost and deceived
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| (On and on and on and on)
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| How will we rest in peace?
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| I can’t buy into just a prophet dressed like a poet
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| And if you talk to God, I’m sure that He’ll tell you He knows
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| I can’t buy into just a prophet dressed like a poet
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| And if you talk to God, I’m sure that He’ll tell you He knows
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| (Sure that He’ll tell you He knows)
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| I can’t buy into just a prophet dressed like a poet
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| And if you talk to God, I’m sure that He’ll tell you He knows
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| And I can’t stop my long for belief
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| (On and on and on and on)
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| It goes (on, and on, and on)
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| And now I feel so lost and deceived
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| (On and on and on and on)
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| How will we rest in peace? |