| Whatever you believe in
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| Whatever springs your mind
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| Whether it’s love or lust or life or more
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| There must be something that you’re craving for
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| It’s ever so misleading
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| And slightly out of sight
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| While we stumble over colors
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| And force our view to black and white
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| There’s a big hole out there
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| There’s a big hole out there
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| Don’t be afraid to latch on
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| Lay down the law of the land
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| It’s a monster bitch to master
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| When faith unfolds her heathen hand
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| It’s ever so misleading
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| It’s got no fitting frame
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| It’s moving so much faster
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| When faith displays her spinning game
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| There’s a big hole out there
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| There’s a big hole out there
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| Mouth and eyes leap forward
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| Let it all come to light
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| Whatever turns up and tips
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| Whatever turns up and tips us over that razor’s edge tonight
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| There’s a big hole out there
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| There’s a big hole out there
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| There’s a big hole out there
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| There’s a big hole out there |