| I walked in the valley of death
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| Devoted to love and divine
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| The pounding within of regrets
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| It’s not easy to deal with this
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| Kind
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| I’m walking in the desert land
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| I’m walking without a plan
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| The sun will rise stars will fall
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| I’ve reconciled with the voice in
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| My head
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| I was on trial for things that
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| I’ve said
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| It’s over somehow
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| I walked in the valley of death
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| Surprising I’m still alive
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| Been pushed by the sinner
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| Himself
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| This case makes your innermost
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| Thrive
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| I’ve tried to carry on white pride
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| I’m starting to die inside
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| I need a little peace of mind
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| I’ve reconciled with the voice in
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| My head
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| I was on trial for things that
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| I’ve said
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| It’s over somehow
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| I’ve tried to carry on with pride
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| I’m starting to die inside
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| I need a little peace of mind
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| I’ve reconciled with the voice in
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| My head
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| I was on trial for things that
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| I’ve said
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| It’s over somehow |