If I knew better, I would skip the fact that everyone actually is on their own If I felt closer, I would play the act 'til truth would come literally written in stone
Though everything seems obsolete black and white, bitter sweet It's all we've got, true or not
A new beginning, the trail of tears is gone waiting still patiently in your blood A time of mourning, wearing the crown of thorns Eventually, turns underworld to kingdom come
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Cause I've got 100 sins to do when I'm a 1000 miles away from you
Not trying to make commence Not even saying it makes sence Just trying to make some place For something else
Cause I've got 100 sins to do when I'm a 1000 miles away from You've got 100 sins to do when I'm a 1000 miles away from you