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DYou hold your truth so pBmurely Swerve not throAugh the mGinds of Bmmen This lie, it is Adead DAnd this cup of yours tastes hBmoly A brush with the devilA can cleaGr your mBmind And strengthen your spAine
But finBmgers tap intGo what you were oDnce And I'm wBmorried that I bGlew my only cDhance
GWhispers in the dDark Steal a kAiss and you'll break a hBmeart Pick up yourG clothes and curl your tDoes Learn your lAesson, lead me Bmhome Spare my Gsins for the aDrk I was to Aslow to dBmepart I'm a Gcad but I'm not a Bmflawed I set Aout to serve the LoDrd. GBut my hDeart Was cGolder when you'd Dgone GI lost my hDead But Gfound the one that I loDved Under thGe sunD Under tAhe sunD
But finBmgers tap intGo what you were oDnce And I'm wBmorried that I bGlew my only cDhance But finBmgers tap intGo what you were oDnce And I'm wBmorried that I bGlew my only cDhance
GBut my hDeart GWas colder when you'd Dgone G I lost my hDead GBut still, while we are Dyoung While we are BmyoungD While we are BmyoungD While we are BmyoungD