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I thought you would got it all The Bible's painted on the wall And all you had to do was For one final The innocents stop and stare The libertines play truth or been waiting out the summer there And by degrees
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So, hey now, are you Cos the day is slowly in dust and you are heart and skin You're blood and you are And through the night, yeah, it all In every word and every sure you've heard it all before And hear it all again Hear it all it all again
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