If I wake in the morning
I'll only need two more miracles to be a saint.
Everything I promised everyone I'd be, well I just ain't (ain't ain't ain't)
Lately it seems like,
Everybody's sick, Everybody's died.
Build myself a wall up on happy highs,
Knowing my heart knows my head is lying, lying.
Oh, glory... I think I see a
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