| My lost heaven
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| has been turned upside down
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| dead and buried
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| is the joy that i once found
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| my lost heaven
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| has sought refuge down below
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| ain’t no ocean
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| i wouldnt cross, anywhere i wont go
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| as i walk this world
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| tired and alone
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| got one foot in the grave
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| lord, help me make it home
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| i carry your pain
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| my words bleed straight and true
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| oh, if it leads me to you
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| My lost heaven
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| as long as the rotted day
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| strength through blood
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| That one thought which bears my name
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| dead and buried
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| for the end has run it’s course
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| dogs of war,
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| return never to be lost
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| as i walk this world
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| tired and alone
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| got one foot in the grave
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| lord, help me make it home
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| i carry your pain
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| my words bleed straight and true
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| oh, if it leads me to you
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| as i walk this world
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| tired and alone
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| got one foot in the grave
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| lord, help me make it home
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| i carry your pain
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| my words bleed straight and true
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| oh, if it leads me to you
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| leads me to you
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| leads me to you
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| leads me to you
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| leads me to you |