[03:07.00]Hand in hand there are angels that are holding warning signs
[03:07.00]Show you the way like teachers and prophets of doom
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[03:07.00]Everyone has their idols, there will always be a story to tell
[03:07.00]The search goes on, a balance in the final say
[03:07.00]When you're lost in folly, out of luck in the worst way
[03:07.00]Love is a fog and you stumble every step you make
[03:07.00]The dust of daylight holds you down and makes you wait
[03:07.00]Love is a fog and you stumble every step you make
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[03:07.00]There will be words and fault lines to fill the hours of the days
[03:07.00]There are ways to buy trouble but a bail bondsman finds friends in jail
[03:07.00]Time to leave now, time to pack up all that you're leaving
[03:07.00]Your contest's here but you'll be judged just the same
[03:07.00]When you're lost in folly, out of luck in the worst way
[03:07.00]Love is a fog and you stumble every step you make
[03:07.00]The dust of daylight holds you down and makes you wait
[03:07.00]Love is a fog and you stumble every step you make
[03:07.00]Love is a fog and you stumble every step you make