You wear The cloth Of finest lands The touch of women the toil of hands
Undress Me now Before I bend From the weight of everyman
When I'm walking through this world I need to hold your hand Let me take you on this ride I hope you understand I'm not asking for a compromise
Now you Defend Exhume Begin again It's the riddle of a skeleton
We're all Diseased So count the coup I can't image stopping you
When I'm walking through this world I need to hold your hand Let me take you on this ride I hope you understand I'm not asking for a compromise
So the earth We scorch We breath Find some comfort on our knees
You find Your worth In words that wind Pleasures I don't comprehend
When I'm walking trough this world I need to hold your hand Let me take you on this ride I hope you understand I'm not asking for a compromise Asking for a compro Asking for a compromise
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