| What does it matter, a dream of love or a dream of lies?
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| We’re all gonna be the same place when we die
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| Your spirit don’t leave knowing your face or your name
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| And the wind through your bones is all that remains
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| And we’re all gonna be
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| I said we’re all gonna be
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| I said we’re all gonna be
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| I said we’re all gonna be
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| Just dirt in the ground
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| The quill from a buzzard, the blood writes the word
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| I want to know am I the sky or a bird?
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| 'Cause hell is boiling over and heaven is full
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| We’re chained to the world and we all gotta pull
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| And we’re all gonna be
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| I said we’re all gonna be
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| I said we’re all gonna be
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| I said we’re all gonna be
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| Just dirt in the ground
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| Now the killer was smiling with nerves made of stone
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| He climbed the stairs and the gallows groaned
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| And the people’s hearts were pounding
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| They were throbbing, they were red
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| As he swung out over the crowd, I heard the hangman said
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| And we’re all gonna be
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| I said we’re all gonna be
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| I said we’re all gonna be
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| I said we’re all gonna be
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| Just dirt in the ground
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| Now Cain slew Abel, he killed him with a stone
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| The sky cracked open and the thunder groaned
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| Along a river of flesh, can these dry bones live?
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| Take a king or a beggar and the answer they’ll give
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| Is we’re all gonna be
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| Yeah, yeah
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| I said we’re all gonna be
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| Yeah, yeah
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| I said we’re all gonna be
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| I said we’re all gonna be
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| Just dirt in the ground |