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| 2. |
| 3:51 | 
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I've never been so certain, I've never been sure
We're on the side of angels If we believe this love is pure Is it so hard to trust it 'Cause we've been wrong before There comes a time in every life We find the heart we're waiting for After all the might-have-beens The close and distant calls After all the try-agains Don't be afraid to fall We're on the side of angels after all Every time you touch me Don't you feel it too? The gentle hand that's guiding us You to me, me to you After all the might-have-beens, The close and distant calls After all the try-agains, Don't be afraid to fall We're on the side of angels after all. Heaven only knows Why this took so long But only Heaven knows A love is right or wrong After all the might-have-beens, The close and distant calls After all the try-agains, Don't be afraid to fall We're on the side of angels, On the side of angels, On the side of angels, after all. |
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| 3. |
| 3:59 |
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| 4. |
| 4:31 |
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| 5. |
| 0:46 |
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| 6. |
| 5:43 |
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| 7. |
| 3:01 |
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| 8. |
| 4:36 |
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Life these days
can be so complex we don't make the time to stop and relfect I know from first hand experience one can go delerious seriously it can be like that But before I put my foot in my mouth 'cause that's what I'm about to start talkin about please let me confess before all the rest that I'm afflicted by this addicted like most in the US It's tough to make a living when you're an artist It's even tougher when you're socially conscious Careerism, opportunism can turn the politics into cartoonism Let's not patronize or criticize Let's open the door and look inside Pull the file on the state of denial Hypocrisy is the Greatest Luxury Raise the Double Standard The bass, the treble Don't make a rebel Havin' your life together does AMERICA has an image of a young one fast livin' not give an expletive no respect for his or the lives of those around him Suicidal, homicidal or at very least extremely unbridled How convenient for those who would like to destroy him The problem has never been our political logic but the way we enact it We can imagine a perfect society but can't maintain a decent relationship The failure found in the luxuries not in the hardships Hypocrisy is the Greatest Luxury Raise the Double Standard |
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| 9. |
| 5:24 |
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| 10. |
| 3:06 |
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| 11. |
| 3:54 |
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| 12. |
| 1:17 |
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| 13. |
| 3:44 |
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Darling stop confusing me
With your wishful thinking Hopeful embraces Don't you understand? I have to go through this I belong to here where no-one cares and no-one loves No light no air to live in A place called hate The city of death I play dead It stops the hurting I play dead And the hurt stops It's sometimes just like sleeping Curling up inside my private tortures I nestle into pain Hug suffering Caress every ache I play dead It stops the hurting |
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