| Woke up in a cold sweat
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| In the middle of the night
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| Seems like a lifetime
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| When you’re wondering who’s wrong or right
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| One confession would resurrect the truth
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| Revenge or forgiveness for sins between me and you
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| Now we dance with the devil down lonely
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| Street, lonely street
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| Looking for a window in the house of tears
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| Living in hell, I pray the rain disappears
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| I’m headed for a breakdown
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| And the fever runs higher
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| As I kneel at the altar I can feel your fire
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| In the church of desire
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| Church of desire
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| You never find a reason why love falls from grace
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| Some kind of voodoo, like a spirit you can’t embrace
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| There’s a voice in the mirror, and a ghost in my heart
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| That relives the passion before we were torn apart
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| Now we dance with the devil down lonely
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| Street, lonely street
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| Looking for a window in the house of tears
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| Living in hell, I pray the rain disappears
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| I’m headed for a breakdown
|
| And the fever runs higher
|
| As I kneel at the altar I can feel your fire
|
| In the church of desire
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| Church of desire
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| Now we dance with the devil down lonely
|
| Street, lonely street
|
| Looking for a window in the house of tears
|
| Living in hell, I pray the rain disappears
|
| I’m headed for a breakdown
|
| And the fever runs higher
|
| As I kneel at the altar I can feel your fire
|
| In the church of desire
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| Church of desire |