Is there a possibility that there is such a thing as happiness, and that it is found somewhere where you don't want or choose not to find it?
Is there a possibility that happiness is at the tips of your fingers and it's so close you can taste it, but you reject it anyway because you'd rather look in vain for it somewhere where you think it might be, but deep down know it is not?
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I have faith in a few things - divinity and grace
But even when I'm on my knees I know the devil preys
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