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people who are in "love" seem to be the same people who are in hell |
| Now that I've died inside On the wings of an angel my soul will ride Reminding us all, life doesn't go as planned Some of us will be saints And some will be the damned For some this is their desire To spend eternity surrounded by fire For other they don't want this at all They look down from the angels wings scared to fall 'Cause they know god knows how they've spent their lives Wive mistreating their husbands Husbands mistreating their wives And given the chance they'd do it again It's just too hard for them to resist sin A man and a woman each with a ring on their left hand It is them who truly are the damned |