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I'm begging God for a new plot.
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He speaks of a new place called Paradise, but until the Light invades this darkness, I'll believe it not.
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I figured out why they paved Paradise and put up a parking lot.
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It has nothing to do with everything Adam and Eve had that we never got.
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It all comes down to the fact that I just want to burn it down, that place we called our spot.
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