| When will I lose my mask of dirt
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| When will I only stop to hurt
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| Sitting on my electric chair
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| Thinking that God would meet me there
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| When will I stop digging my grave
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| When will I leave my darkest cave
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| Down in this sweet old fucking hole
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| I am about to lose control
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| Give in my love, put on your glove
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| Give in my love, there is a real thing
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| There is a friend, a helping hand
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| There is a friend, there is a real thing
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| I’ve got a reason to live
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| I’ve got a whole lot to give
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| I’ve got a reason to live
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| I’ve got a whole lot to give
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| When will I lose my crown of shit
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| When will I have the guts to quit
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| Lying on my own guilloutine
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| Sweating out zero endorphine
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| Give in my love, put on your glove
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| Give in my love, there is a real thing
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| There is a friend, a helping hand
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| There is a friend, there is a real thing
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| I’ve got a reason to live
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| I’ve got a whole lot to give
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| I’ve got a reason to live
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| I’ve got a whole lot to give
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| I’ve got a reason to live |