| I had an image running through my head
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| Of turning down and cleaning up my hand
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| Before the wake, after the fall
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| Bet you thought you’d really seen it all
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| I swore I’d give it to the very end
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| But now I know it’s all I understand
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| I’m looking in and I can wait it out
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| Still, there’s this thing I can’t live without
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| Resurrect me — tattooed army!
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| This is it — our ceremony!
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| Inside these walls, we’re bound by ritual!
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| Gather here in sanctuary!
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| And you can call it anything you want
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| The good life I’ve been trading all for nought
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| All I need’s to get away from here
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| Turn my back on you for a thousand years
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| Your blood is mine and you’re in my blood
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| Birth to ashes, you made my life so good
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| And when the wind finally calls my name
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| You know I’m bound to welcome it all the same
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| I’ll take a vow and I’ll make it count
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| Something tells me time is running out
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| And if it’s true that I won’t survive
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| I’ll have no choice but to sing from the other side
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| I swore I’d give it to the very end
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| But now I know it’s all I really understand
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| I’m looking in and I can wait it out
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| Still, there’s this thing that I can’t live without
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| Your blood is mine and you’re in my blood
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| Birth to ashes, you made my life so good
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| Resurrect me
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| Resurrect me
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| Resurrect me
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| Resurrect |