| I can’t reject this empty hole
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| I cannot count the bloody cost
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| I can’t believe this wretched soul
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| Come penetrate all this loss
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| Come on and kill this sense of life
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| And be the one who is denied
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| Now show me one more upturned knife
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| And fill the emptiness inside
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| Be mine, sister salvation
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| Juke joint Jezebel is coming for my cremation
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| Be mine, sister salvation
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| Closer now, see the revelation
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| If I could leave my burning skin
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| That has been used up in your sin
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| Is there a tiny part of me
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| Untouched, unsoiled by misery?
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| Be mine, sister salvation
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| Juke joint Jezebel is coming for my cremation
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| Be mine, sister salvation
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| Closer now, see the revelation
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| I am the city that will lie
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| You are the one that blame passed by
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| This is the place where I will weep
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| The loneliness of sweet conceit
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| Be mine, sister salvation
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| Juke joint Jezebel is coming for my cremation
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| Be mine, sister salvation
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| Closer now, see the revelation
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| The revelation
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| The revelation
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| The revelation
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| See the revelation
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| The revelation
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| The revelation
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| The revelation
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| The revelation
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| See the revelation
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| The revelation
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| The revelation
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| The revelation
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| See the revelation |