| Relax your stare
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| It’s laughing in my face
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| My foes beware
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| I’m tired of losing grace
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| The child’s not there
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| The priest is losing faith
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| Defile my care
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| And stumble to the flames
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| People crying, people crying
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| Oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh
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| Oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh
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| My confusion, are there illusions?
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| Oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh
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| Oh oh oh, oh oh
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| Hate
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| The dice won’t lose
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| They’ve everything to gain
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| Devout prepare
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| The stones along my grave
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| People crying, people crying
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| Oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh
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| Oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh
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| My confusion, are there illusions?
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| Oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh
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| Oh oh oh, oh oh
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| Hate
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| Don’t say a word
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| If I’ve been away too long
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| I found out it’s wrong
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| I found out
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| I don’t need hate
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| Oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh
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| Oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh
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| Oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh
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| Oh oh oh
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| I don’t need hate
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| Oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh
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| Oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh
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| Oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh
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| Oh oh oh
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| I don’t need hate
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| Oh oh oh, oh oh |