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Standing by a broken tree
Her hands are all twisted,
She's pointing at me,
I was damned by the light coming out of her eyes,
She spoke with a voice that disrupted the sky,
She said "Walk on over here to the bitter shade,
I will wrap you in my arms and you'll know you've been saved"
Let me sign,
Let me sign.
Her hands are all twisted,
She's pointing at me,
I was damned by the light coming out of her eyes,
She spoke with a voice that disrupted the sky,
She said "Walk on over here to the bitter shade,
I will wrap you in my arms and you'll know you've been saved"
Let me sign,
Let me sign.
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