| They’ve been breaching my freedom
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| They point invisible guns
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| Humble to whatever they told me
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| Humble to The Almighty One
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| Got me moving backwards most of the time
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| Mallets ringin' all over town
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| Conflicted by the one I’m noddin' behind
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| Pulled between the truth and judging eyes
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| It’s not a sin
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| I hear the Devil’s callin'
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| It’s not a sin
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| I hear the Devil’s callin'
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| Meeee
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| He’s callin'
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| Meeee
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| He’s callin'
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| Meeee
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| Why do I feel so alone in the back of the bar
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| Sippin' beer out a jar in room full of people that mean me no harm
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| The ocean feels calm
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| When it’s only me and her around
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| Around, mallets over town
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| Children cryin'
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| People dyin'
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| But my country told me
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| Put your head down, baby boy
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| Baby, put your head down, baby boy
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| It’s not a sin
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| I hear the Devil’s callin'
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| It’s not a sin
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| I hear the Devil’s callin'
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| Meeee
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| He’s callin'
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| Meeee
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| He’s callin'
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| Meeee
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| (He's calling)
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| (He's calling)
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| It’s not a sin
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| I hear the Devil’s callin'
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| It’s not a sin
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| I hear the Devil’s callin'
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| Meeee
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| He’s callin'
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| Meeee
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| He’s callin'
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| Meeee |