††† (Crosses) - Last Rites

A page of your bible placed in my hand
Wandering through this maze ahead
Marching into a forest fire
I wish I were with you instead

Can I be your savior?
I'll be your favorite saint

I picture you in marvelous garb
Your execution changed my head
Locked and confused in a permanent haze
I wish I were with you instead

Can I be your savior?
I'll be your favorite saint
Can I be your savior?
I'll be your saint

For how long?
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Another day hunting you down in the rain
Another day chained in your forest again and again

Can I be your savior?
I'll be your favorite saint
Can I be your savior?
I'll be your saint

For how long?
For how long?
For how long?
For how long?
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For how long?
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Written by:
Chino Camilo Moreno, Shaun Lopez

Publisher:
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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