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Wake up baby and taste the dirt |
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We're six feet under and still in love |
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The day has come |
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We belong with the living dead of the night |
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The day has come |
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We belong with the living dead of the night |
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Hear the outlaw ghoul and his cane |
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Crashing our casket to find his way |
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The day has come |
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We belong with the living dead of the night |
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Hold on to me baby |
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His bony hands will do you no harm |
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It said in the cards we lost our soul to the nameless one |
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Wake up my darlings your time is up |
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Follow my riders into the dark |
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The day has come |
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We belong with the living dead of the night |
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Hold on to me baby |
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His bony hands will do you no harm |
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It said in the cards we lost our soul to the nameless one |
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Long time ago |
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You called upon the tombstones |
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Gambling with your soul for nothing |
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And now you're walking through the valley of death |
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But see how beautiful you are |
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Skinny blue and grey in love |
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You'll walk among the outlaw bandits |
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Until you meet the nameless one |
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Hold on to me baby |
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His bony hands will do you no harm |
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It said in the cards we lost our soul to the nameless one |
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Hold on to me baby |
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His bony hands will do you no harm |
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It said in the cards we lost our soul to the nameless one |
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The day has finally come |
