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Pharisaic


There's old man outside my window and he's showing me my past
There's old man in my rearview mirror and he's gaining on me fast

There's an old man sitting in my closet and he's throwing out the bones
There's an old man living inside me thought he was gone years ago

You slow me down...you can pull me over
You slow me down...you can pull me over

There's an old man in my back pocket and he helps me figure it out
There's an old man with legalistic glasses and he's showing me my doubt

There's an old man, With Dante's Seven Sins and he's reading it to me
There's an old man inside my head and he blinds the truth I see

You slow me down...you can pull me over
You slow me down...you can pull me over

The wages of sin lead to death
The wages of sin lead to death
The wages of sin lead to death
The wages of sin lead to death

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