| I was trained to be a priest
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| Alone a grownup in the east
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| And I offended many gods
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| Because I made them fall apart
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| And there is nothing I can do
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| To make it be a part of you
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| There is solace in the past
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| As long as we keep dreaming and observing
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| That there’s other denizens who make it last (Other denizens who make it last)
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| I was trained to be a soldier
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| It’s off the record, but I told you
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| And I can hold many grudges
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| Regardless of what it touches
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| As other denizens can make it last (Other denizens can make it last)
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| There’s other denizens to make it last
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| Other denizens to make it last
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| Other denizens to make it last
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| Other denizens to make it last
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| If it wasn’t for the money I’d be your friend
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| Wait till sun come down
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| And I didn’t find it funny the first time we met
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| So you put another penny on the crown
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| And I was trained to be a victim
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| There’s nothing left for me to do
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| Here in the vessel I get sick in
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| I’m sick of me I’m sick of you
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| And I was trained to be a victim |