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youre at the pew with your arms stretched open
and a bible laying next to you
yeah, youre pretty good at tempting me , baby
but your poisoned apple wont do
and im growing bored with you
now youre calling his name and you shout for glory
as the spirit comes down to you
but ive got a noose called hell around my neck
and your saving grace wont do
and im growing bored with you
im in a mess, this ill confess
confusion always get the best of me
heaven or hell, well now i just cant tell
which one will be offered up to me
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