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Сurse
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Автор: Richard Hall
Присутствует на: альбоме "Bloodline"
Lord help me to believe, I've got a need
Killed by the world I'm filled full of greed
Deaf to the touch of a human hand
Can't stand beaten downby a broken old man
Broken men fill a city full of sadness
Broken limbs fill a body full of badness
I need a need other than the sting of sin
I need a sweet kiss to syncopate the rut I'm in
I've got a lover, she clothes me in another
A bad thing to bring tosacrifice under the covers
She said, could all that redcome from inside of me
Like something living made adecision to cease to be
Life isn't like that, life isn't like this
I have a need to know what it is
Have you stopped to see what it is to be free
How the world has become a giant shopping spree
Lord help me to believe how the world has changed
If it happens enough, does it seem the same
If it happens to me over and over again
Will I cease to feel all the pain I'm in
Will I cease to feel, will I start to believe
Will I need nothing more than the air that I breathe
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