You said that I'm afraid to die
With a pitchfork ready and a man who sits up high
And I can hear the fire
I'm a dead dog sinner and a man too scared to try
And you're too close to call
I would sell my money for the chance to hear you talk
And oh no, I tried
I tried
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What if you could see my skin?
Would you burn me moving?
Would you make a match out my head?
What if you could touch my hand?
Feel the deep sweat sweating from a guilty, guilty man
What if you could see my heart?
Would you say oh brother, that's the reason we still fall
And the reason that we still don't start?