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| Once Nothing - All My Heroes Are Cowboys |
Who are you paragon? How can I trust those ribbons If I cannot trust a carpenters hands? Aged hands, calloused hands, Those hands that I punctured. If faith was a battle then I surely lost the war. Now we walk and march, on and on. I never thought that this journey Would take me so long. I thought that I would be home by now. The reigning of the wicked must back down. |
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