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And are those real angels in the magazines?
Oh, is there a heaven? You'd know now you've been
Are those real stars that hang in the sky?
Or are they man made? A trick of the light?
Amen
Amen
Amen
And is there a God up there? 'So, where does he hide?
'Cause the devil is raging inside my mind
And is there a moment where it all makes sense?
When saying goodbye, doesn't feel like the end?
Amen
Amen
Amen
Amen
Sometimes I can't help blaming you
For leaving me here, what am I supposed to do?
There's plenty of women, there's drink and there's drugs
But we both know that won't be enough
'Cause I see you in the daytime, and I hear you at night
There's a pale imitation burnt in my eyes
I don't want to be here, I don't know what to do
Sometimes I'd rather be dead, at least then I'm with you
Amen
Amen
Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen
Amen, Amen, Amen
WRITERS
Henry Charles Walter Wyeth, Joshua Keogh, Thomas Sperring
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © CTM Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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