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In the middle of a gun fight |
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In the center of a restaurant |
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They say, "Come with your arms raised high!" |
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Well, they're never gonna get me, |
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And like a bullet through a flock of doves |
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To wage this war against your faith in me, |
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Your life will never be the same |
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On your mother's eyes, say a prayer,say a prayer! |
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Now, but I can't |
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And I don't know |
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How we're just two men as God had made us |
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Well, I can't...well, I can! |
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Too much, too late, or just not enough of this |
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Pain in my heart for your dying wish |
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I'll kiss your lips again |
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They all cheat at cards and the checkers are lost |
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My cellmate's a killer they made me do push-ups (in drag) |
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But nobody cares if you're losing yourself...am I losing myself?! |
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Well, I miss my mom |
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Will they give me the chair |
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Or lethal injection or swing from a rope if you dare |
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Ah, nobody knows...all the trouble I've seen |
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Now, but I can't |
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And I don't know |
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How we're just two men as God had made us |
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Well, I can't...well, I can! |
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Too much, too late, or just not enough of this |
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Pain in my heart for your dying wish |
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I'll kiss your lips again |
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To your room... |
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What they ask of you |
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Will make you want to say, "So long..." |
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Well, I don't remember |
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Why remember...YOU?! |
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Do you have the keys to the hotel |
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'Cause I'm gonna string this motherfucker on fire (FIRE!) |
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Life is but a dream for the dead, |
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And well I I won't go down by myself |
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But I'll go down with my friends. |
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Now now now now...now now now...now now now |