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there's nothing up my sleeve i've got no magic tricks to save the day put down the gun you're not helping anyone and i'm not about to run or back away then come to my defense i don't need fair weather kinds of friends around so watch and pray as a traitor's kiss betrays and rest your feet of clay on shaky ground and look me in the face, at least what's left of it tell me you still love me just a little bit or nail me down, break the skin hard enough to do me in but don't leave me hanging dying and dangling twisting in the wind let doubt be crucified nailed with your wounded pride to love's grim altar here, taste my flesh my bloody humanness i am no phantom guest no skinless martyr there's nothing to conceal you always knew the deal as sacrifice stand up, be strong when all you've got is gone i left the light turned on in paradise and the curtain's torn asunder you'll know we're near the end you'll hear me in the thunder and when the sun grows dim this will be your sign and wonder that soon we'll meet again just like we did last summer
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