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Some holy ghost keeps me hangin on, hangin on (x2) I feel the hands, but I don't see anyone, anyone I feel the hands, but I don't see anyone, it's there and gone Feeds my passion for transcendence Turns my water into wine Makes me wish I was empty Now, I don't know much but I can tell when something's wrong, And something's wrong But some holy ghost keeps me From Letras Mania