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Letras:Bride. Crazy.

Ohh, I can't bear the rooster crow
I guess it's somethin' you already know
Remember the darkness, bless the light
Least I fall into the night

Like a saint I walk on water, turn the water into wine
Turn the other cheek, I give my eyes to the blind
You might think I'm crazy, crazy like a fox

I got something, something called fire
I got something, take me higher

Stopped wearing black, I'm tired of lookin' thin
I got a big fat spirit walking born again
I got to get so humble, I'm going to wash your feet
Feed the beggar down on poor man's street

Like a saint I walk on water, turn the water into wine
Turn the other cheek, I give my eyes to the blind
You might think I'm crazy, crazy like a fox

I got something, something called fire
I got something, take me higher
I got something, something called fire
I got something, take me higher

You might think I'm crazy, crazy like a fox

I got something, something called fire
I got something, take me higher
I got something, something called fire
I got something, take me higher