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Deliver Me

 

will you deliver me from the rock star messiahs
lining up to be crucified
will you deliver me from the one-night delilahs
preaching that love is a lie
will you deliver me from the well-dressed and handsome believers
who crawl to my door
and will you deliver me a poor sinner's ransom
and not tell a soul what it's for

[CHORUS:]
will you be my lover
be my giver
be the promise that I can't deliver
I won't mind what you do
I just want you to be
will you deliver
deliver
deliver
deliver me

will you deliver me when I act like I am made of
circumstance and old memory
will you deliver me when I act like I'm afraid of
visions that I know I see
when I am wrestling with angels in my own little head
will you show me our society
will you always remind me that wrestling with angels
is a rich man's luxury

[CHORUS]

will you deliver me from the rock star messiahs
lining up to be crucified
will you deliver me from the one-night delilahs
preaching that love is a lie
when I am wrestling with angels in my own little head
will you show me our society
will you always remind me that wrestling with angels
is a rich man's luxury

[CHORUS]



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