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( g. parker ) |
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Got out really early from the factory |
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Driving like a nut in the rain |
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Don't think i was acting so hysterically |
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But i didn't see a thing until it came |
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Man the drunks were verbal in the takeaway |
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Beating up the chinese at the counter |
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I put a few inside me |
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At the end of the day |
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I took out my revenge |
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On the revolution counter |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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You'd think by now at least that |
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Half my brain would get the message |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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Into a brand new car |
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In walks bud with his exploding nose |
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He'd been giving it maximum today |
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He shouted how the devil |
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You in trouble i suppose |
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But all you ever do is run away |
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Turned up the motor into hyper-drive |
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I wasn't gonna take any of that |
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Don't get bright ideas about a suicide |
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'cause all i ever hear |
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Is zoom wam bam past me |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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You'd think by now at least that |
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Half my brain would get the message |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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Into a brand new car |
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Crawling, crawling, crawling from the wreckage |
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Crawling, crawling, crawling from the wreckage |
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Crawling, crawling, crawling from the wreckage |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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Bits of me are scattered |
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In the trees and in the hedges |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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Into a brand new car |
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Nothing seem to happen that ain't happened before |
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I see it all through flashes of depression |
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I dry up my drink and hear |
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People running for the door |
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God i make some kind of impression |
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'cause when i'm disconnected from the driving wheel |
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I'm only half the man i should be |
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But metal hitting metal isn't all i feel |
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And everything is good as |
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It possible could be |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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You'd think by now at least that |
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Half my brain would get the message |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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Into a brand new car |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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Bits of me are scattered |
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In the trees and in the hedges |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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Into a brand new car |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
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Crawling, crawling |
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Crawling from the wreckage |
