now stumbling down the hall
Before you change your mind and hit
the ground starting to crawl
With the canvas thieves all
starting to call out your name
You better turn around and go
back the way that you came
But you shouldn't fear me
Cause I know just who I am
The gun that's in your hand
The leper and the slave are coming now
The walls are coming down like drums
You've got to get away but really
there's nowhere you can go
And everyone can see the cracks
that I'm beginning to show
No, maybe not common land
Cause I fit into your plan
The card that's in your hand
Nothing can save you now but mercy
An d you can't recognize the
liar who is wearing your face
Because I fit into your plan
God, that's what you mean
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