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When The Walls Go Down
Lord, if you don't help me I can't get through this.
I can't...
Lord, I'm too old for games,
Foolish wisdom...
And I'm tired of rhetoric, meaningless rhetoric that never changes
Things...
Lord, just help me,
Just help me...
I was feeling god's pain and I've never had anything that's been any worth to god,
In my fifty years that wasn't born in agony, never, never...
Damn empty... ...
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