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Home is where they say the heart is
Mine's buried in the yard
Hell's a place they say is for sinners
I'll be the man in charge

But... how, can I exist? Within the mist of this?
But... how, can I admit? That I would quit on you?

I wrote God a simple letter
Still haven't heard from him

I must have really messed up this time
Shit must have hit the fan

But... how, can I exist? Within the mist of this?
But... how, can I admit? That I would quit on you?

But... how, can I admit? That I would quit on you?

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