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Fire Sale
it don't matter to me if I go to Heaven or Hell
I just wanna be the only one that ever owns my soul
my hand is gonna be the only one allowed to toll my bell
after all I'm the only digger who had a hand in diggin' this hole
and the spirit that's been ridin' inside my hyde is mine
and only mine to sell
and mine,
well mine ain't for sale
so keep your judgments to yourself, don't ya lay 'em on me
don't lay nothin' on me, not your hands or forgiving eyes
confession is a lesson in half-truths whispered to set you free
so whatever I reveal, there's a little bit of truth in all my lies
and in my poetry, beating inside my heart is dark
deeper than dark as Hell
deep, dark
well, His Light will fail
I just wanna be the only one that ever owns my soul
my hand is gonna be the only one allowed to toll my bell
after all I'm the only digger who had a hand in diggin' this hole
and the spirit that's been ridin' inside my hyde is mine
and only mine to sell
and mine,
well mine ain't for sale
so keep your judgments to yourself, don't ya lay 'em on me
don't lay nothin' on me, not your hands or forgiving eyes
confession is a lesson in half-truths whispered to set you free
so whatever I reveal, there's a little bit of truth in all my lies
and in my poetry, beating inside my heart is dark
deeper than dark as Hell
deep, dark
well, His Light will fail
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