| Out of the black, breaking free of the wasteland
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| Out of the mud, crawling up through the quicksand
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| Leaving the dark, coming into the light
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| Don’t lay me down, save your last rites
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| 'Cause I’m still standing above ground
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| Back from the dead alive, hell couldn’t hold me
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| Back from the other side, up from the dirt I rise
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| Save your prayers, don’t bless my bones, erase my name from my headstone
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| Back from the dead alive, hell couldn’t hold me down
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| On the edge of the world getting lost in oblivion
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| To the devils who tried to keep me living like a prisoner
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| Couldn’t chain me down, couldn’t cage me in
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| So keep your savior, give me back my sins
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| 'Cause I’m still standing on the ground
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| Back from the dead alive, hell couldn’t hold me
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| Back from the other side, up from the dirt I rise
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| Save your prayers, don’t bless my bones, erase my name from my headstone
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| Back from the dead alive, hell couldn’t hold me down
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| Down
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| Back from the dead alive
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| Back from the other side
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| I’m back
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| I’m back from the dead alive, hell couldn’t hold me
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| Back from the other side, up from the dirt I rise
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| Save your prayers, don’t bless my bones, erase my name from my headstone
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| Back from the dead alive, hell couldn’t hold me down
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| Hell couldn’t hold me down
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| Hell couldn’t hold me down |