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In the church yard on the top of the hill is where I fall to bended knees
God must listen to my grievous chant for it is here will make my peace
I tried to do good and hear what he said but right now all is wrought
For when I do my deeds and at the end of the day, I feel all is for naught
Coffins and Crosses
Like wins and losses
Misconstrued by naïve man
I have done things friends and kin that would make a billy goat puke
Dark of night in the light of the day is where I will prefer to spook
Coffins and Crosses
Like wins and losses
There is no meaning in life
For I am not an ordinary man one that sways and bends and breaks
I do what I want I fuck what I can and what I can't earn I will take
The path before me is not what I want but it is up to the tolling bell
For God your creator must surely know me and I condemned to hell
Coffins and Crosses
Like wins and losses
All rot in the fallow ground again
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