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Don't you believe in
where you're going
You act like you're afraid of
knowing
They washed your brain in filthy
water
And you drank it down, in the fear
you drowned
And it looks like you're never gonna
sleep
Don't like these caravans you follow
Your own hipocracy you swallow
What kind of god would make you
question love?
And your guilt is a sin
They don't know where you've been
And you're dying all the time
Angels ride on the darkest side of
your soul
Angels ride on the darkest side of
your soul
Ah you know how they ride
Think your love has turned to hate
Think your love might've turned to
hate
Solo
Angels ride on the darkest side of
your soul
Angels ride on the darkest side of
your soul
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