| Oh, I'll never kill myself to save my soul
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| I was gone, but how was I to know?
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| I didn't come this far to sink so low
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| I'm finally holding on to letting go
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| (I'll never kill myself to save my soul)
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| I'm finally holding on to letting go
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| (I didn't come this far to sink so low)
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| I'm finally holding on to letting go
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| I'm just weathering a rough patch
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| Another villain with an itch to scratch
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| Denial is the darkest when you live in a hole
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| Why does the hell make you feel so cold?
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| Make a move and you pay for it
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| Pick a lord and you pray to it
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| You're so demanding when you want the truth
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| But your stories don't read for me
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| Oh, I'll never kill myself to save my soul
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| I was gone, but how was I to know?
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| I didn't come this far to sink so low
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| I'm finally holding on to letting go
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| Indecision overload
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| Keep a buckle on the devil and your eyes on the road
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| Reaching out for the hand of God
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| But did you think you'd shake your own?
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| This killing field is all grown over
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| The motherfucker wants it wild
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| Go sow your oats in alphabetical order
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| The anti-antagonist is back in style
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| Myopic, cannot see straight
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| Dystopic, one sin too late
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| You gotta lie if you wanna believe
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| But your bibles don't work on me
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| Oh, I'll never kill myself to save my soul
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| I was gone, but how was I to know?
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| I didn't come this far to sink so low
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| I'm finally holding on to letting go
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| Did you think you could win? |
| And fill me in?
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| Did you think you could do it again? |
| I'm not your sin
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| I was all that you wanted and more, but you didn't want me
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| I was more than you thought I could be
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| So I'm setting you free, I'm setting you free
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| You've killed the saint in me
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| How dare you martyr me?
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| You've killed the saint in me
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| Oh, I'll never kill myself to save my soul
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| I was gone, but how was I to know?
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| I didn't come this far to sink so low
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| I'm finally holding on to letting go
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| You've killed the saint in me
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| How dare you martyr me?
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| You've killed the saint in me
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| How dare you martyr me? |