| This dark room, another cigarette
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| The carpet’s strewn, I’m getting sick of it
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| The end is near, I’m in the thick of it
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| And I’ll be there soon, if you can handle it
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| Just save me, from all that I am
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| You save me, for the fuck of it
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| Save me, just hold out your hand
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| You save me, from all of it
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| I try to speak myself, you can do it too
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| I need no ones help, I’m needing only you
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| So just pray for me, and deliver it
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| You never take from me, what I’m giving
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| Just save me, from all that I am
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| You save me, for the fuck of it
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| Save me, just hold out your hand
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| You save me, from all of it
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| And all that I’ve become is you
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| The only good in me is you
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| And after all of this, the day will come to find out will you
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| Take me, or forsake me
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| So pray for me, am I forgiven
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| For what you take from me
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| Just save me, from all that I am
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| You save me, for the fuck of it
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| Save me, just hold out your hand
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| You save me, from all of it
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| Come save me
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| Pray for me, am I forgiven |