| Do you believe in life?
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| Do you mean it when you live it?
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| We left the light lean on our bodies
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| On this skin this sac of dung and joy
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| There’s no face, not anymore,
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| But there’s the will to die to the sound
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| When the music become flesh, then we, we become music.
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| And now we give you a chance, are you ready to breathe in
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| Now open your eyes!
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| Hey!
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| Hey!
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| Mad cop dogs I was living to fight on
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| We’re making out the difference
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| We’re blackmailing just for you
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| Help me, punch me to make it real
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| I was fighting you Hummer and Tongues
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| I’ve lost my control the moment I heard you say
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| Nothing last, nothing last
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| And everything was taking over me but I know I’m in the clear
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| Clap your bloody hands
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| Leave your tears alone right in the front of the entrance
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| I will make it right tonight
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| Everybody knows what you’re feeling like
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| Living in holy wood
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| Living in holy wood, ah
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| Living in holy wood
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| Living in holy wood
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| Let me now wash your soul and spread your eyes
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| Everybody knows what you’re feeling like
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| Living in holy wood
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| Living in holy wood, ah
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| Living in holy wood
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| And that will make you cry
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| Wild wish ma’am please bite your tongue
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| My dead money won’t cry out today
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| To fight tooth and nail it’s useless when you just say
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| Nothing last, nothing last
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| And everything was taking over me but I know I’m in the clear
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| Clap your bloody hands
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| Leave me on the floor with a good punch on the front door
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| I will make it right tonight
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| Everybody knows what you’re feeling like
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| Living in holy wood
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| Living in holy wood, ah
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| Living in holy wood
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| Living in holy wood
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| Let me now wash your soul and spread your eyes
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| Everybody knows what you’re feeling like
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| Living in holy wood
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| Living in holy wood, ah
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| Living in holy wood
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| And that will make you cry
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| Stopping your breathing down here
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| I need I cure just to stay
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| 'Cause everyone was looking in my portrait
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| Pillow tell me where you belong
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| 'Cause this is how the story ends when you cry all the way
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| With a pillow in your ends and a mess on Myspace!
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| I will make it right tonight
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| Everybody knows what you’re feeling like
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| Wash your soul and spread your eyes
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| Everybody knows what you’re feeling like |