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Overcome by your moving temple
Overcome by this holiest of altars
So pure, so rare
To witness such an earthly goddess
I've lost my self control
Beyond compelled to throw this dollar down
Before your holiest of altars
I'd sell my soul, my self esteem
A dollar at a time for
One chance, one kiss
One taste of you my magdalena
I bear witness to this place, this prayer, so long forgotten
So pure, so rare, to witness such an earthly goddess
And I'd sell my soul, my self-esteem
A dollar at a time for
One chance, one kiss,
One taste of you my black madonna
I'd sell my soul, my self-esteem
A dollar at a time
For one taste, one taste
One taste of you my magdalena
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Anastacia : I do
Who are they anyway
With their sticks and stones
Don't they know that we know?
There's a chill within their bones
They blame and they mame
Make us feel so cold inside
But they cannot take us there cause we will fight
I think the-
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world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
Chorus:
Who wants a love without anger and rage?
I do
Who wants a world where a kid can be safe?
I do
Who-
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wants to pray for the end of the pain
For the calm at the end of the day
Where there's not always more of the same
I do
Wanna breathe
Wanna move
and not ever feel afraid
Wanna live in a place
Where the truth still find....
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