| I’ve seen you change the water into wine
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| I’ve seen you change it back to water, too
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| I sit at your table every night
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| I try but I just don’t get high with you
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| I wish there was a treaty we could sign
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| I do not care who takes this bloody hill
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| I’m angry and I’m tired all the time
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| I wish there was a treaty, I wish there was a treaty
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| Between your love and mine
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| Ah, they’re dancing in the street—it's Jubilee
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| We sold ourselves for love but now we’re free
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| I’m so sorry for that ghost I made you be
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| Only one of us was real and that was me
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| I haven’t said a word since you been gone
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| That any liar couldn’t say as well
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| I just can’t believe the static coming on
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| You were my ground, my safe and sound
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| You were my aerial
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| Ah, the fields are crying out—it's Jubilee
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| We sold ourselves for love but now we’re free
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| I’m so sorry for that ghost I made you be
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| Only one of us was real and that was me
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| I heard the snake was baffled by his sin
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| He shed his scales to find the snake within
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| But born again is born without a skin
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| The poison enters into everything
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| And I wish there was a treaty we could sign
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| I do not care who takes this bloody hill
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| I’m angry and I’m tired all the time
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| I wish there was a treaty, I wish there was a treaty
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| Between your love and mine |