| To lessen my troubles
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| I stopped hanging out with vultures
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| And empty saviors like you
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| Well, I wish I had a nickel
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| For every miracle
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| That you easily tricked me into
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| Well, you can lead a horse to water
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| But faith is another matter
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| So don’t you surrender
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| 'Cause sometimes salvation
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| In the eye of the storm
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| Sister, do you even wanna try and find me?
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| I’ve no time for accusations
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| Or conversations
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| On all the bad, bad things that you do
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| Just a note from your jailor
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| On drugs and their relations
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| To all the people around you
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| And you can lead a horse to water
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| Oh, but faith is another matter
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| So don’t you surrender
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| 'Cause sometimes salvation
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| In the eye of the storm
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| Oh sister, do you wanna try to find me?
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| I’ve kept secret your superstitions
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| And all its twisted wisdom
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| That I fell right into
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| And you can lead a horse to water
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| Oh, but faith is another matter
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| So don’t you surrender, don’t you surrender
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| 'Cause sometimes salvation
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| Sometimes salvation
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| Sometimes salvation
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| Sometimes salvation
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| In the eye of the storm
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| In the eye of the storm
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| Sister, do you even wanna try and find me?
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| Sister, do you even wanna try to find me? |