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I was sold as a boy to a soldier Who died in a cannonballs blaze He was sure that the love of a stranger Would make his acquaintance with grace He's been coming around when I'm lonely I've been watching him waltz through the gate I've been putting the devil before you The hour that innocence fades Growing up with God, facing innumerable odds No one wants to say, why do you think so? Growing up with God, facing innumerable odds No one wants to say, why do you think so? Except me Living Nietzsche's fantasies It's been eating me up what awaits you And the pain that I'll see on your face When I tell you the devil before you Soon will be taking your place Growing up with God, facing innumerable odds No one wants to say, why do you think so? Growing up with God, facing innumerable odds No one wants to say, why do you think so? Except me Living Nietzsche's fantasies Now that the war is over, I value The scars that I deemed to be waste Well I've chained up the devil before you Let's fire off that boy into space
Writer(s): Keegan Powell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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