The Oracle

Saints and Sinners

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Grown from a seed of hope I’ve never known
Been raised by the surroundings of a home so cold
If I only knew what I know

I’ll shake my fist up to the sky
Just keeping my dreams alive
I’m one part saint and two part sinner
And the last part is still on the line

We pray even when we know nobody cares
And make everything we know turn into fear and then disappear
If I only knew what I know

I’ll shake my fist up to the sky
Just keeping my dreams alive
I’m one part saint and two part sinner
And the last part is still on the line

Cryin’ Like a Bitch

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Strut on by like a king
Telling everybody they know nothing
And long live what you thought you were
And time ain’t on your side anymore

And so you tell me I
Can’t take my chances
But I told you one too many times
And you were crying like a bitch

I’m tougher than nails
I can promise you that
Step out of line
And you get bitch-slapped back
And you can run
Your little mouth all day
But the hand of god
Just smacked you back into yesterday

Blinded by your sacred faded past times
Only time is your enemy
Granted a second chance
To prove that your arrogance
Is stronger than you’ll ever be
Is stronger than you can be

And so you tell me I
Can’t take my chances
But I told you one too many times
And you were crying like a bitch

Oh, BITCH!