| No they’re not making up tall tales
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| Just to scare you into sayin your prayers
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| Cause they’re on the land in search of golden strands
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| So keep your sword at hand
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| I can’t be saved I’m not so frail
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| Fighting my battles tooth and nail
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| Searching for truth to no avail
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| When you ask for help, ill make sure that you need it
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| The knight on the horse says he can beat it
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| But the fire, it breathes might take him and leave you burned
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| I’ll be glad that it wasn’t your turn
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| I can’t be saved I’m not so frail
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| Fighting my battles tooth and nail
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| Searching for truth to no avail
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| I better see you run
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| As far, as fast as you can
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| Watch you fall
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| Pick yourself back up again
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| And turn around to face the past
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| That put you there
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| And thank God that it wasn’t
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| Thank God that it wasn’t
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| I’ll thank God that it wasn’t fair
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| I can’t be saved I’m not so frail
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| Fighting my battles tooth and nail
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| Searching for truth to no avail
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| I can’t be saved I’m not so frail
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| Fighting my battles tooth and nail
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| Searching for truth to no avail |