| I’m on a tight rope
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| Got my eyes on the black crows flying
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| The dogs are barking
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| And the fat cat’s a crying…
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| It’s late now and i should be sleeping
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| But my mind has a mind of it’s own
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| And that monkey don’t want to be alone
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| God are you watching?
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| God can you hear me?
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| If you shine a little light my way
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| You’ll see the trouble I’m in
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| No prayer can save me now
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| I sold my soul to the devil himself
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| And now
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| I need a miracle
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| To deliver me
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| I’ve burned my bridges
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| Now i’m living on borrowed time
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| Come april that devil’s comin'
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| Gonna take my last dollar and dime
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| I’d place my faith in the weather
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| But the storm has a storm of it’s own
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| I face another winter all alone
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| God are you watching?
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| God can you hear me?
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| If you shine a little light my way
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| You’ll see the trouble I’m in
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| No prayer can save me now
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| I sold my soul to the devil himself
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| And now
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| I need a miracle
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| To deliver me
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| I’m on a tightrope
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| And i don’t want to fall
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| So when you get this message
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| Could you
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| Give me a call?
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| God are you watching?
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| God can you hear me?
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| If you shine a little light my way
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| You’ll see the trouble I’m in
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| No prayer can save me now
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| I sold my soul to the devil himself |