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And in the evening when you fade away |
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The same thing happens every single day |
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'Cause when your dreams come true they pretty soon decay |
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There's nothing you can do to change your mind |
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You're disappearing or you're going blind |
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And when you're gone there won't be anything behind |
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Except a skull, a suitcase, and a long red bottle of wine |
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A skull, a suitcase, and a long red bottle of wine |
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You're disappearing in a purple fog |
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It's a machine and you're its faithful cog |
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You love your woman but you just don't love her dog |
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Which means you get a skull, a suitcase, and a long red bottle of wine |
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A skull, a suitcase, and a long red bottle of wine |
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There you go putting up no resistance |
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You just wander off through the town |
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Lock yourself out and drown |
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But when you're gone, does it make any difference |
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If there's nobody else around? |
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The only way up is down |
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The giant sun sets red behind the haze |
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Like a balloon that has just lost its way |
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You never dreamed that stuff would get you in its sway |
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Give me a skull, a suitcase, and a long red bottle of wine |
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Gimme a skull, a suitcase, and a long red bottle of wine |
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Give me a skull, a suitcase, and a long red bottle of wine |
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Give me a skull, a suitcase, and a long red bottle of wine |
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Red bottle of wine |
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Red bottle of wine |
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Red bottle of wine |
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Red bottle of wine |
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Red bottle of wine |
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Red bottle of wine |
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Red bottle of wine |
