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More like a chore than a privilege
To hear these words come out of my mouth
I'll be on repeat for the rest of my life

On fast forward and i'm losing
So when it’s all over I'll have lost

Flattered and folded
Rotten and molded
Hear through the fog
Sift diamonds from the mud

Faith is truth is faith is true
Let it blow and bury you


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