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Thanksgiving Day lyrics
If there's a God at Heaven's door
Do you think He wants me anymore?
It's all left up to circumstances
A whole life filled with second chances
Pounded in like nails into my floor
Everybody hates and everybody dies
Begin to separate a world that's full of lies
Separated, separated
(Separate yourself to separated self)
Surely there's a better place for me
A place where I can spend eternity
A place where there is no more pain
And there is only sunshine reigning
And there is no one walking on their knees
Everybody hates and everybody dies
Begin to separate a world that's full of lies
Separated, separated
(Separate yourself to separated self)
Separated, separated
(Separate yourself to separated self)
My angels they surround me
My demons they have found me
My demons they surround me
My angels they have found me now
My angels they surround me
My demons they have found me now
Separated
Separated
(Separate yourself to separated self)
Separated, separated
(Separate yourself to separated self)
Separate yourself to separated self
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