| You keep your calm, your insecure
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| It’s turning it’s a perfect storm
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| I’ll let them find you
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| Drag you right from your throne
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| I’ll sit you back up, pull the strings, I’ll swing low
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| And no, no you can’t come back home
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| Sleep in your castle you «built all alone»
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| You better pray to God
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| You better pray
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| You better pray to God
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| You better pray, better pray, better pray
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| To God
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| You’re strong, you’re so invincible
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| And I’m just a fool in search of gold
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| Your tongue tastes of luck, your heart is stone
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| But low-key this week’s been miserable
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| I’ll let them find you
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| Drag you right from your throne
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| I’ll sit you back up, pull the strings, I’ll swing low
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| And no, no you can’t come back home
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| Sleep in your castle you «built all alone»
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| So here I am, cause I caved in and I don’t care where you think I’ve been
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| And there you stand, where have you been?
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| There’s that blank stare
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| Here we go again
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| So here I am, cause I caved in and I don’t care where you think I’ve been
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| And there you stand, where have you been?
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| There’s that blank stare
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| Here we go again
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| You better pray to God
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| You better pray
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| You better pray to God
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| You better pray, better pray, better pray
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| To God
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| Why were we so proud?
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| Can they see us now?
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| You better pray to God
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| You better pray
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| You better pray to God
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| You better pray, better pray, better pray
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| To God
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| You better pray to God
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| You better pray
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| You better pray to God
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| You better pray, better pray, better pray
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| To God |