Pray

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We have our own battle fields
Our own demons to fight or feed
I beg you stay alive and sane
Don't let everything stay the same

If you must, fight fire with fire
Cross the river and hold on tight
Stop belittling yourself my good sire
Trust me everything's gonna be alright

Don't loose that glint of faith
Believe me He never left you mate
Those demons you can make them go away
Just never forget to pray and always pray

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