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I've been living so long in a very short time |
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Who knows my face, who knows my name |
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they are changing almost day by day |
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and all I've got comes down in shame |
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I'm getting closer slippin' to the darkest side |
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How soon the party's gonna end |
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I'm getting closer slidin' out of the day |
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fallin' faster with every coin I spend |
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Shame, shame shame shame |
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Shame, shame shame shame |
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The time is flying with growing sense of decay |
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and I keep telling myself it's okay |
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I've been drowning with booze and dirty women |
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found no salvation, my head keeps on swimming |
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I'm getting closer slippin' to the darkest side |
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The wreckage is already in sight |
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I'm getting closer slidin' out of the day |
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Somehow I gotta find more will to fight |
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Shame... |
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Ooh, it's sucking me in |
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the more I fight, the more it grips |
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Ooh, it's sucking me in |
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the quicksand of razors claws and rips |
