It's not a family trait,

it's nothing that I ate,

and it didn't come from skating with Holy Rollers,



It's an early warning sign,

it keeps my life in line,

but it's so hard to define,

Nevermind...



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It's just a spirit thing,

it's just a holy nudge,

it's like a circuit judge in the brain.

It's just a spirit thing,

it's here to guard my heart,

it's just a little hard to explain.



It pushes when i quit,

it smells a counterfit,

Sometimes it works a bit like a teleprompter...



When it's telepromting you,

I pray you'll let it through,

And I'll help you with the how,

But for now...



(Chorus)



I took the long way,

bent back down again,

Some things will never

ever be explained.

no they can not be explained...

yeah



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