| Sometimes I'm my own worst enemy
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| Two paths stretching out in front of me
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| I’m walking the one less heavenly now
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| Sometimes I forget about honesty
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| Sometimes I forget about modesty
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| Days turn into months, I can't figure it out
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| But I'm grateful today for my daddy who showed me the way
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| So I wash my hands in the holy water
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| Just like my father on a Sunday morning
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| Starting again, starting again
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| Far too many times I ignored the warning
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| ’Cause sometimes falling is the sweetest feeling
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| I did it again, did it again
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| One step at a time, we go steadily (Goin' steadily)
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| Two step in the club is no remedy (No remedy)
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| Footstep in the sand, Lord carry me now
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| (Ooh, some days)
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| Some days I'll be searching in the bottle
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| (Ooh, some nights)
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| Some nights I'll be sinking to the bottom
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| (Ooh, some highs)
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| Some highs got me thinking I'll never come down
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| (I'll never come down)
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| So I wash my hands in the holy water
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| Just like my father on a Sunday morning
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| Starting again, starting again
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| (Far too many times)
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| Far too many times I ignored the warning
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| 'Cause sometimes falling is the sweetest feeling
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| I did it again, did it again
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| (Did it again)
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| So I wash my hands in the holy water
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| Just like my father on a Sunday morning
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| (I'm starting again)
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| Starting again, starting again
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| (Oh) Far too many times I ignored the warning
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| ’Cause sometimes falling is the sweetest feeling
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| I did it again, did it again
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| (Oh, did it again)
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| So I wash my hands in the holy water
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| Just like my father on a Sunday morning
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| Starting again, starting again
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| (Oh, far too many times)
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| Far too many times, I ignored the warning
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| ’Cause sometimes falling is the sweetest feeling
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| I did it again, did it again
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| (Yeah, yeah)
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| Far too many times
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| Far too many times, times
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| So I'm washing my hands
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| I did it again, again, again, again |