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today i feel kind of bland like a worn out rubber band

with no purpose to command my fate

and a Calvanist might say that god made it that way

that he crafted us out of clay

just to be thrown into the fire

sit me down at my evening meal

say a prayer for what i’m trying to feel

i give thanks to the lord

and i thank you for the hands that made it

yes, i know what the good book says

bit i don’t know where my food book is

but i don’t know where my good book is

i don’t need to be so holy

why’s it need to be so complicated?

i give thanks to the lord

and i thank you for the hands that made it

i break my bread and i sip my wine

the bread of life is so hard to find

must i wait 'til i die 'fore i finally get to meet my maker?

if i hold on tight to the holy grail

will you leave me in the water with no wind in my sail?

if i call out for you

will you finally take me home?

oh, i gotta know, i gotta know

don’t let me die (hold on, you gotta hold on)

hold on, you gotta hold hold on

don’t let me die

don’t let me die alone

oh, i don’t wanna be so hard

but do you have to be so complicated?

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