| Every man will fall
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| Fall to his knees
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| For he has seen love burn
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| A fiery, black disease
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| Oh, and every woman will pray
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| Heaven help me please
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| Holy, holy woman
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| Help me feel release
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| I don’t keep track of the time
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| Anymore
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| I won’t keep walking that line
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| To your door
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| All my children will know
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| Know from where they came
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| That good and evil collide
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| Their father knows them by name
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| I don’t keep track of the time
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| Anymore
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| I won’t keep walking that line
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| To your door
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| My love, he treads the waters
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| The mountains and the snow
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| And in his arms I am
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| To heaven we will go
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| I don’t keep track of the time
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| Anymore
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| I won’t keep walking that line
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| To your door |