| Give me your love, give me your money
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| Give me your soul, let me have it honey
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| All lined up, paint 'em red
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| All lay down, praying me dead
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| Here you go baby, a birthday surprise
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| Bes believe your eyes
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| Cover them in roses
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| Cover them in lies
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| Dress them up in persecution
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| Best believe your eyes
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| Nothing you hear, half of what your seeing
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| Make myself clear, talk about believing
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| 3−5-7 and a bottle of blood
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| All went down to heaven, hell’s full of the good
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| All over baby, here’s a big surprise
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| Best believe your eyes
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| Cover them in roses
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| Cover them in lies
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| Dress them up in persecution
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| Best believe your eyes
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| Your enemies, your demons scream to get out
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| Beyond the shadow of a doubt
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| Listen to your spirit scream,
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| Wring your soul out until it’s clean
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| Well beyond the shadow of a doubt
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| Kiss your purity goodbye
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| Squeeze you tight so you won’t die
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| All your demons screaming to get out
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| Hear the footsteps, feel the breath
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| Good intentions lead to death
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| All your enemies are looking out
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| Well beyond the shadow of a doubt
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| Well beyond the shadow of a doubt |