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i believe what i believe 'cause i'm told toyou believe what you believe 'cause you're told tonow who do you believe:the ones who told meor who told you?i figured by now that you must havefound some god to put all your trust inbut even if he's realhis golden cathedralsare rustingit's hard finding a godi'd like to believe that he's risenbut bibles bend light like a prismand though all its raysbounce all over the placesomething's missingso you could put god on a shelfput all of your faith in yourselfbut you're only a mandamn it, all of your plansgo to hellLetras de cancionesit's hard being your own godi believe what i believe 'cause i'm born toyou believe what you believe 'cause you're born toand we go our own waysbut can we reallyafford to? From Letras Mania