| In an act of desperation, he put a gun to his head
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| In his mind confusion, nothing but delusion,
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| thinking he was better off dead
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| No one to be his savior, from the vises he made
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| Voices callin"to him, left his life in ruins,
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| drugs have led his mind astray
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| God, don"t you hear me? God, don"t you care?
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| Cause if you did, my friend,
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| you wouldn"t leave me hangin"on this way
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| Somebody turn on the lights, somebody give me some air
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| I"m in the middle of a nasty situation
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| that is leading me on nowhere
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| I gotta hear you tonight, I gotta know that you care
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| You got me down on my knees
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| and I"m praying and I gotta know you"re really out there
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| The second hand is ticking, time moves ahead
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| Feel the shadows breathing,
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| whispering and seething, dealing inside my head
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| A Candle flame before me, flickers in dance
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| As I sit here praying,
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| hoping that I"m swaying the Gods of second chance
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| All cry to heaven, all cry for truth
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| And while we wait for lights and thunder,
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| the devil is on the loose
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| Somebody turn on the lights, somebody give me some air
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| I"m in the middle of a nasty situation
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| that is leading me on nowhere
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| I gotta hear you tonight, I got
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| ta know that you care
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| You got me down on my knees and I"m praying
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| and I gotta know you"re really out there |