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This is it |
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Breaking up or breaking through |
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Breaking something's all we ever do |
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Shoot straight, travel far |
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Stone crazy's all we ever are |
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But I don't care for lies |
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And I won't tell you twice |
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Because when all else fails |
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Dead men tell no tales, oh |
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Shooting up away and back |
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A bit of guts is all that you lack |
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Far behind the stable door |
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I know you've met that horse before |
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But I don't care for sky |
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And this sure ain't no lie |
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At the end of all tracks and trails |
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Dead men tell no tales, c'mon |
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You used to be my friend |
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But that friendship's coming to an end |
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My meaning must be clear |
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You know pity is all that you hear |
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But if you're doing smack |
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You won't be coming back |
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I ain't the one to make your bail |
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Dead men tell no tales, oh |
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Tell no tales |
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Tell no tales |
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Tell no tales |
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Tell no tales |
