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The battle within my own head |
| A Goodnight Prayer Skin off my back Chip from my tooth The feelings within Search for the truth Devilish deeds And Godly gifts Together in harmony They do exist Finding your love Finding your hate Its never to late To start a clean slate If your old your wise The young shall rise Look into thee eyes They both tell lies Looking for you Nothing left for me to do But kneel down and pray with you |