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I'm quittin and giving up on bein good enough My body is bones and blood my heart is pure And when the rider comes and tells what I have done I'll gladly sing along won't change my tune And in the end St. Johns says all things shall be revealed Like violence like violence like violence in the snowy fields And on a night like this when nothing stirs about If I hear the hoof beat pounds I will not turn I will not be afraid of how I spent my days I may go down in flames but I shall not burn And in the end St. Johns says all things shall be revealed Like violence like violence like violence in the snowy fields And in the end St. Johns says all things shall be revealed Like violence like violence like violence in the snowy fields From Letras Mania