| this time i tell you i’m gonna drown
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| lord it came as one surprise
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| gettin' mercy from your hand… gonna make a stand
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| i can feel the world demise
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| a deep cut inside… a blade of corruption
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| from a shadow behind the curtain
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| like a camel through the eye of a needle
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| livin' on a prayer is all i do
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| through an endless shortage
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| when you feel life’s bringing you down
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| at the end of that tunnel
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| you are not alone… we walk through fire and brimstone
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| you had your chances now it’s time to pay the price
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| no promises of hope and change
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| too many questions standing in my way
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| the more i beg the less i crave from you
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| like a missionary dancing through the desert
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| in a search of a holy land
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| final retribution counterrevolution
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| a bunch of prayers still stuck up my sleeve
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| through an endless shortage
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| when you feel life’s bringing you down
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| at the end of that tunnel
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| you are not alone…
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| another wall for you to climb
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| the world is small from the top of the holy mountain
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| a deep cut inside… a blade of corruption
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| from a shadow behind the curtain |
| like a camel through the eye of a needle
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| livin' on a prayer is all i do
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| through an endless shortage
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| when you feel life’s bringing you down
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| at the end of that tunnel
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| you are not alone… we walk through fire and brimstone |