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Right before the aftermath, i saw where it would end. |
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They said it was an accident, i guess that all depends |
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On who you talk to and who you know, |
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And where you come from and where - where you go. |
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In your crowd of pushers and users, takers and loosers, |
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Beggars and beggars and beggars and choosers. |
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Your childhood days are over as you stuff your shirt and say |
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Made a choice it's wrong or right, it's this way i will stay. |
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You'll sell it to your children, you'll sell it to your wife. |
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Buying is your business, and selling is your life, it's your life. |
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The vultures are all circling around your ????. |
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Scavengers, evangalists will get to you some how. |
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Your mother and your ex-best friend, letters that you never send. |
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Your illegitamate children are coming for you now. |
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They're always dragging you down, it's looking like a showdown, |
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Between revenge and in the end you can't defend. |
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Can you try to imagine, a story that has no end? |
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I think you better steal it while you still understand it, and sell it to one of your friends. |
