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• Artiste: Wilder Woods
• Titre: Religion
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I was on my knees again Begging for my ways to change But the truth I uncovered, the pressure I'm under To please you has gone away You're a temptress, you're to blame For the guilt I can't displace Though there's winters and summers And so much has changed You're the fortress for my shame I was born in the shadows of preachers and saints I was raised in a house of God But the blood on my lips and the dirt on my face Is all the religion I've got Is all the religion I've got Oh, oh, ohh, oh, oh Oh, oh, ohh, oh, oh Oh, oh, ohh, oh, oh, oh Is all the religion I've got I was lost inside her arms Trying to climb my way back out But it ain't what you got or the buildings you bought That'll save you from the sound She's a needy harlequin Built by greed and selfish men Though it's easy to love her for all you discover She's bound to fall again I was born in the shadows of preachers and saints I was raised in a house of God But the blood on my lips and the dirt on my face Is all the religion I've got Oh, is all the religion I've got Oh, oh, ohh, oh, oh Oh, oh, ohh, oh, oh Oh, oh, ohh, oh, oh, oh Is all the religion I've got