| I know we will be free again
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| Bring it on home (home, home,…)
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| Bring it on home
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| Bring it on home
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| Bring it on home
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| Bring it on home
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| Bring it on home (home, home…)
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| Mind is willing, Soul remains
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| This woman cannot be saved
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| From the drawn into the fire
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| Mind is willing, Soul remains
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| This woman cannot be saved
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| From the drawn into the fire
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| Anything to bring it on home
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| Much to weak to jump yourself
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| Heal the wounds or crack the shell
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| Lift yourself from once below
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| Much to weak to jump yourself
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| Heal the wounds or crack the shell
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| Lift yourself from once below
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| Praise the anger bring it on home
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| Bring it on home
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| Bring it on home
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| Bring it on home
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| Bring it on home
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| Something’s tearing me down and down
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| And I can’t but feel it’s coming from you
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| She’s a gunshot bride, With a trigger cries
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| I just wonder what we’ve gotten our selves into
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| In a trail of fire I know we will be free again
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| In the end we will be one
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| In a trail of fire I burn before you bury me
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| Set your sights for the sun
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| Bring it on home (home, home,…)
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| Bring it on home (home, home,…)
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| Bring it on home (home, home,…)
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| (This woman cannot be saved
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| Heal the wounds or crack the shell
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| Praise the anger bring it on home) |