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Lazarus wasn¡¯t grateful for his second wind
For another chance
watch his chances fade like the dawn and leave
I can barely tell you just how pale I get
Without you
I¡¯ve been a mess since you¡¯ve been gone
What were the first words that crowd heard him speak
I bet he was cursing at the sky
I bet he wasn¡¯t turning no other cheek
And was there still hope and desire left in his heart
For the last word in love
I¡¯ve been a mess since you¡¯ve been gone
Your beauty is just a slap in the face
That¡¯s gonna bring me back to life
Back to another sky that¡¯s blue
It¡¯s gonna turn me into another great American zombie
So hungry for you
I¡¯ve been a mess since you¡¯ve been gone
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