Running Out Here

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It's natural, this bread we call our soul But this blood I cannot call divine wine And not without fear, we worship here I'm a sacred cow, what's wrong with me now My money, patience, my time What have I got left? And up on that throne, you live alone You rule from up on high, but the smoke is in my eyes All of my money. Patience. My time. What have I got left? I'm running out here

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