| We were born to sin
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| We were born to sin!
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| We don’t think we’re special sir
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| We know everybody is
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| We built too many walls
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| Yeah we built too many walls!
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| And now we gotta' run
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| A giant fist is out to crush us
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| We run in the dark
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| We run in the dark!
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| We don’t carry dead weight long
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| We send them along to heaven
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| I carry my baby
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| I carry my baby!
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| Her eyes can barely see
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| Her mouth can barely breathe
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| I can see she’s afraid
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| She can see the danger
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| And we don’t want to die
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| Or apologize
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| For our dirty god
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| Our dirty bodies
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| Now I stick to the ground
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| I stick to the ground!
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| I won’t look twice at dead walls
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| I don’t want my wife a pillar of salt
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| I carry my baby
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| I carry my baby!
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| Her eyes can barely see
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| Her mouth can barely breathe
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| I can see she’s afraid
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| That’s why we’re escaping
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| So we won’t have to die
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| We won’t have to deny
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| Our dirty god
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| Our dirty bodies! |