People keep saying that I’m a little short on Mercy
Say my god forsaken soul will buy me things
Fame & fortune, pearly gates & silver wings
Yeah I picked out curtains for my place on Golden Street

People been calling me sinner…
Been calling me wayward saint
Caught a snag along the path that they call straight
Looked down & I say that I had lost my faith
Turned my back on promises I’d never break

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These days…
I’m just trying to find out what love means
Find my place within this crazy scene
These days…
I’m just trying to find out what love means
Find my place within this dream
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People been saying I’m going to hell if I don’t change
But I sold my soul to God when I was barely 8
All of Jacob’s Ladders couldn’t rescue me
All because I bought that house on Golden Street

Built a bridge between our hearts but it was weak
Little did I know it wouldn’t hold my weight
Now I’m falling fast into a great revene
Wonder when I land if I’ll be on my feet

~Chorus~

Bridge:
Can you spare me father?
A moment of your time?
Why’d you hide the answers…In, In between the lines?
Life has many colors…More than black & white!
Why do I have questions?
If, If you’re always right?

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