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The Flatliners
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Christ Punchers
Will someone help him down? Take those stakes out and lose the crown. Give it up you know that no one here believes you.
You haven't got a clue How long your tricks will stick around. It's swimming confusion in all your people now.
Well I believe, I believe in reality. Yeah, I believe, I believe We're all addicted in the end to vulnerability.
Sunday bells are ringing out. Dress up in your best dependency To point your finger at the world's hilarity.
These stories that serve as your mold Are absolutely nothing more Than ink on paper, truth be told.
Well I believe, I believe in reality. 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Yeah, I believe, I believe... Dear Mother, I am sorry.
Well I believe, I believe in reality. Yeah, I believe, I believe That this is all just a historical forgery.
Let's resurrect our faith In the air we breath, And not a man in the sky, oh please.
This is a celebration Of our belief in reality. Life can be quite simple. Why don't you pull up a chair and see?
Turning water into wine in ancient times Just don't sound too holy to me, I'm sorry. I'll waste my time otherwise on Sunday.
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