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Audioslave Show me how to live
And with the early dawn
Moving right along
Couldn't buy a eye full of sleep
And in the aching nights under satellites
I was not received
Built with stolen parts
Telephone in my heart
Someone get me a priest
To put my mind to bed
This ringing in my head
Is this a cure or is this a disease?

Nail in my hand
From my creator
You gave me life now
Show me how to live

And in the afterbirth
On the quiet earth
Let the stains remind you
You thought you made a man
You better thing again
Before my role defines you

Nail in my hand
From my creator
You gave me life now
Show me how to live

And in your waiting hands
I will land
And roll out of my skin
And in your final hours
I will stand
Ready to begin