| La, La, La, La, La, La
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| La, La, La, La, La, La, La
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| Sister Saint Monica
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| You’ve got me on my knees
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| How can I make up for being human?
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| I’ll make amends
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| Striking like a match
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| Eyes burning like a church
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| Your iron fist wants blood and it gets it
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| Shaking like my faith
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| Frozen like a lake
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| With a new habit that’s not so black and white
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| Sister Saint Monica
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| You’ve got me on my knees
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| How can I make up for being human?
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| I’ll make amends
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| Sister Saint Monica
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| (I miss you giving me hell sometimes.)
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| You’ve got me on my knees
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| (I wish you down a well sometimes.)
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| How can I make up for being human?
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| (You're never getting off the hook)
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| I’ll make amends |