| I’m so blind, I cannot see
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| You’re so warm to me
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| I’m not there and you are here
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| Please take me
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| Yeah, the saints are down
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| Oh, the saints are down
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| The saints are down
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| The saints are down
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| Life’s so long, or short should I say?
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| I am here to get it on with you today
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| Girl, you should know that I love you more than I can say
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| Sometimes I fear all those things that come down on us anyway
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| But I gotta tell ya that my
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| My saints are down
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| That my saints are down
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| Let me tell you why
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| Saints are down
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| The saints are down
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| Hey, pretty good, what do you got to say?
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| Whose fucking life is it anyway?
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| Don’t you know anything about anybody else?
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| You’re so wrapped up in your tiny self
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| Oh, let me tell ya
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| Saints are down, yes they are
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| Your saints are down
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| Your saints are down
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| The saints are down
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| They’re down
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| And they’re not coming round
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| Yeah, they’re not easily found
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| Buried
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| And they’re buried in the ground
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| Yeah, they’re buried upside down
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| Saints are down
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| Saints are down
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| Saints are down
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| Saints are down
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| Saints are down
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| The saints are down
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| Yes they are
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| Yes they are, well
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| You’ll never see them again, no
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| Your saints are down… |