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Sixpence None The Richer - Love, Salvation, The Fear Of Death |
Well i`m staring straight into the face of hell
You`re so close and you can`t even tell
I`m so wrapped up inside
Because i don`t have much to love
Horrified i feel from pits unseen
Falling off my pedestal of plentiful deeds
As it crumbles down on top of me
I contemplate my lack of love
Come and save my soul
Before it`s not too late
I`m not afraid to admit
How much i hate myself
All these gongs and cymbals ring inside my head
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