| The sands always fallin and time just keeps slippin away
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| We’ve all had misfortunes, we’ve all seen our fair share of pain
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| But you think you can judge me when we all think the same
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| There’s gonna be fire if we don’t change our wicked ways
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| (Better change our wicked ways)
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| We’re filled with desire and tempted by our burnin rage
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| (Feel the flames)
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| Hate and confusion always seem to get in the way
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| But you think you can judge me when we all think the same
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Death is a promise, a curtain that falls on our stage
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| (yeah, yeah, yeah, that’s a promise yall)
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| Hate and confusion always seem to get in the way
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| But there’s nowhere to run, we all feel heartache, we feel pain
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| (yeah, yeah)
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| So don’t think you can judge me
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| We all have our own judgment day
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| (yeah, yeah) |