| The life that I’ve been living
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| From the day I first drew breath
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| Has been my way of forgetting
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| I’m on the journey to my death
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| You make my soul rise up
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| You make my eyes to see
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| When I place my faith in you
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| And I lose my belief in me
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| The less I believe in me
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| The more I believe in thee
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| The less I believe in me
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| The more I believe in thee
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| I don’t believe in beads or crystals
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| Instant karma or mother earth
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| I don’t believe that what I think
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| Makes any difference to what I’m worth
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| I don’t believe in reincarnation
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| I’m not coming back as a flower
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| I don’t bow my head to kings or priests
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| 'Cos I believe in your higher power
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| The less I believe in me
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| The more I believe in thee
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| The less I believe in me
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| The more I believe in thee
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| Oh you’ve given me a plan
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| That I don’t understand
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| 'Cos I’ve wandered over half the world
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| But I’ve remained an ignorant man
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| One thing That I know
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| Is when the final bell tolls
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| Human love won’t be enough
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| Good deeds can’t save my soul
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| Well I’m not afraid of dying
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| But I am afraid of you
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| Because you hear me when I’m lying
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| And you see the things I do
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| So the hands go round the clock
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| As the light goes from the room
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| And I can’t help thinking to myself
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| I’m going to find out much to soon
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| The less I believe in me
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| The more I believe in thee
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| The less I believe in me
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| The more I believe in thee
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| Oh you’ve given me a plan
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| That I just don’t understand
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| 'Cos I’ve wandered over half the world
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| But I’ve remained a ignorant man
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| One thing that I know
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| Is when the final bell tolls
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| Human love won’t be enough
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| Good deeds can’t save my soul
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| I believe
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| I believe
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| I believe
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| I believe
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| You make my soul rise up
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| You make my eyes to see
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| When I place my faith in you
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| And I lose my belief in me
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| The less I believe in me
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| The more I believe in thee
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| The less I believe in me
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| The more I believe in thee |