Believer

Chantal Kreviazuk

i carry my microphone with me
everywhere i go
it makes for a very good dead weight
in case of an emergency
in case i need need to break your face
in case i need you to be dead

who do you think you are
who do i think you are
i know who you are
and it's hard to believe
that god made you and me
with the same hands

sit? i tell my doggie to sit
but i am not a dog
but you make the animal in
me want to come out all over you

and it's hard to believe
that i'm still a believer

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