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See me comin to town with my soul |
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Straight down out of the world with my fingers |
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Holding onto the devil I know |
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All my troubles'll hang on your trigger |
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Take your eyes and your mind from the road |
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Shoot your mouth if you know where you're aiming |
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Don't forget to pick up what you sow |
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Talking trash to the garbage around you |
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Na na na na na na na (x4) |
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See me kickin the door with my boots |
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Broke down out in a ditch of old rubbish |
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Snakes and bones in the back of your room |
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Handing out a confection of venom |
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Heaven's drunk from the poison you use |
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Charm the wolves with the eyes of a gambler |
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Now I see it's a comfort to you |
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Hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight |
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Na na na na na na na (x4) |
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[x2] |
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I won't give up that ghost |
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It's sick the way these tongues are twisted |
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The good in us is all we know |
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There's too much left to taste that's bitter |
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Na na na na na na na (x4) |