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Look hard, in my eyes, tell me three things you really love about me
Cold heart, cold lies, I get the feeling you could get along without me
Look up, look in, somebody up there will absolve you of your sins
Look deep, accept, baby, baby you might just get some help
And late at night you say your faithful
And in the morning swear your grateful
You get, in touch, and maybe baby you meditate too much
Blue books, and such, talk about a bible, talkin' 'bout a crutch
Grateful, we're really pleased,
Grateful, see you on your knees
Grateful, hey baby' it's killin' me
Wearin your serenity, the way you used to wear your disease
Open eyes, asleep, looks like somebody must have cut you pretty deep
With a big drill, a big knife, they've got a bag of tricks to open up your mind
Serene, eyes blank, you say your thankful but you don't know who to thank
Thank God, he's good, he turned you from a junky to a piece of fuckin' wood
Grateful, you got the help
Grateful, we wish you well
Grateful, hey baby' what the hell?
Nice to see you healthy but I used to like you better