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Hippo Campus
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Close to Gold (Live from Chicago)
And I could not tell by the power of The prophets spit fire all through your blood If Jesus had brothers like I do here The walk on the water is a blissful fear
The demons and lions bow their heads in shame The devil appeared and the bible caved You baptized my grief with a kiss of grace They cut off my ears and I feel the pain
The pictures are plagued with amazing grace And Mary had liquor so passionate i'd kill a man with fists full he knew me well
It's like home, it's like home, it's like home, hey It's like home, it's like home, it's like home, hey It's like home, it's like home, it's like home, hey It's like home, hey It's like home, hey Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com It's like home, it's like home, it's like home, hey
I should've known it's poetry, it's poetry, it's close to gold It's poetry, it's poetry, it's close to gold It's gold, it's gold, it's gold
I should've known it's poetry, it's poetry, it's close to gold It's poetry, it's poetry, it's close to gold It's gold, it's gold, it's gold
I should've known it's poetry, it's poetry, it's close to gold It's poetry, it's poetry, it's close to gold It's gold, it's gold, it's gold
And I could not tell by the power of The prophet spit fire all through your blood If Jesus had brothers like I do him Then walking on water is a peaceful fear
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