| She prayed to the man
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| With the twin in the mask
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| But the world is numb
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| And cold
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| And the boy, all alone
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| Casually wandering home
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| Unaware of sobering reality
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| Faster, save me Harder, I can’t…
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| (Breathe in, breathe out)
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| Let them all fold, let them all fold
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| (Breathe in, breathe out)
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| Let them all fold, let them all fold
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| Hearts finish here
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| Love decays while call girls perform
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| He waits alone
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| Playing parts to soothe lovers through
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| The lust and its size, the church and the dime
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| The cryptic clientele all careening inside
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| They’re puzzling for substance pure from the divine
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| (Breathe in, breathe out)
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| Let them all fold, let them all fold
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| (Breathe in, breathe out)
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| Let them all fold, let them all fold
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| Yeah!
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| Many wishes of hunger will rot
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| By the pimp and priests' thirst for a fault
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| All the anger from a lovers' lament
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| Force fed in the stomach of sin
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| Welcome to the world |