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Holy Shit Lyrics Artist(Band):Dillinger Four
YOU'VE GOT NOTHING BUT A BLANK HAND DON'T YOU IN THE END IT'S JUST A TIRED EXPLANATION AND I CAN'T SIT STILL FOR THE DURATION YOU RAISED ME WITH MY HANDS RAISED TO THE SKY I GUESS THERE WAS A TIME I BELIEVED YOUR WAYS I LEARNED TO READ BETWEEN THE LINES I LEARNED TO QUESTION WHAT THEY SAY AND IT GETS WORSE BEFORE IT'S OVER AND THERE'S NO TRUTH IN CLOUDS ABOVE, NO LUCK IN CLOVER AND I DON'T BELIEVE THAT I'D HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY SUNDAY SCHOOL AT AGE 9 I THOUGHT I WAS ON THE WINNING TEAM BECAUSE I WANED TO SEE IT, I WANTED TO NEED IT IT WAS 9 YEARS OF HOLY SHIT AND I BELIEVED IT YOU RAISED ME WITH MY HANDS BEHIND MY BACK I GUESS THERE WAS A TIME WHEN I BROKE AWAY I LEARNED TO DISREGARD THE LIES I LEARNED TO QUESTION WHAT THEY SAY I WON'T LOOK THROUGH YOUR LENS, TAINTED BY INTOLERANCE AND BASED ON FALSE MORALITY ALL IN THE NAME GREED If you find some error in Holy Shit Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song Holy Shit The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Dillinger Four" Music | | ||||||||||||
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