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To listen my troubles I stopped hanging out with vultures And empty saviours like you I wish I had a nickle for every miracle That you easily tricked me into CHORUS You can lead a horse to water But fate is another matter So don´t you surrender No no no ´Cause sometimes salvation In the eye of the storm Sister, don´t you want to try an find me? I´ve no time for accusations Or conversations On all the bad, bad, bad things that you do Just a note from the jailer Drugs and the relation To all the people around you CHORUS I´ve kept secret your superstitions And all its twisted wisdom That I fell into CHORUS |