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I was born without religion And I'll die with no traditions No safety nets, no consequences I am built of bones and skin And veins bring blood from my toes to my chin And my heart keeps pumping, pumping, pumping, pumping Pumping, pumping, pumping, pumping Pumping, pumping, pumping, pumping Pumping, pumping, pumping, pumping At the end on my judgement day the judge won't show so I'll just stay In the courtroom alone, fiddling with my cellphone waiting for my time to come 'Cause I ain't got no soul to give I've just got blood and bones and skin And legs that run and hand that feel And knees that crack and bend and kneel as my back contorts to hide my head and heels Sometimes we just wanna cry Not out of sadness, but more to find what's on the other side Instead we try so hard to pry open our minds to let in the light C'mon let it inside Sometimes we just wanna cry Not out of sadness, but more to find what's on the other side Instead we try so hard to pry open our minds to let in the light C'mon let it inside Sometimes we just wanna cry Not out of sadness, but more to find what's on the other side Instead we try so hard to pry open our minds to let in the light C'mon let it inside Sometimes we just wanna cry Not out of sadness, but more to find what's on the other side Instead we try so hard to pry open our minds to let in the light C'mon let it inside