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far. For the one who healed my scars. You're my saviour, you're my star. Let me hold you. Pre-Chorus. 'Cause all I need is somebody near me. When my heart gets weak. Somebody out there watching over me
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my saviour, you're my star. Let me hold you. 'Cause all I need is somebody near me. When my heart gets weak. Somebody out there watching over me. When I'm so tired, I can't even sleep. Won't you sing
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Bridge. Ding dong, ding dong, hear the bell. Ringing out the first? No. Joyous chimes ring loud and clear. Spreading word the Saviour's here Chorus. Humble men kneel down to pray. On this very s
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Bridge. Ding dong, ding dong, hear the bell. Ringing out the first? No. Joyous chimes ring loud and clear. Spreading word the Saviour's here Chorus. Humble men kneel down to pray. On this very s
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whisper noise. They plan my fall from grace. Woah-oh, I know. Say you want a hero, you don't. Say you want a saviour, pull you off the ground. Then you wanna blame me, when you're fallin' down. Woah-oh, I
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There's a cross above the baby's bed,. A Saviour in her dreams. But she was not delivered then,. And the baby became me. There's a light inside the darkened room,. A footstep on the stair. A
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never gonna drink again. But every day's another celebration. Life is the occasion. Party till the sun's coming out again. But when I wake up, who's gon' be my saviour?. Excuse my behaviour. Swear I'm
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. Somewhere to hide to keep me alive I'm not a robot without emotions. I'm not what you see. I've come to help you. With your problems, so we can be free. I'm not a hero, I'm not a saviour. Forget what you
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never was a part of you burn. I never was a part of you burn. I never was a part of you burn I am your saviour. (I never was a part of you burn). I am corruption. (I never was a part of you burn) I
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blissful (g)morning. When with our saviour, heaven is be(c)gun. Earths toiling ended, oh glorious (f)dawning. Beyond the (c)sunset (g)when day is (c)done. Should you go first and I remain, to finish with
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"Welcome To The Black Parade". When I was a young boy,. My father took me into the city. To see a marching band. He said, "Son when you grow up,. would you be the saviour of the broken,. the beaten
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where me and hopalong an' roy rogers got drunk and jarred. And we might have been the saviour of the men,. The captured captain in the devil's demon den. And we might have been the magic politician in
