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City lights and cigarettes |
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Chasing goals that don't exists |
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The life you think you hold |
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You know it holds you |
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Whiskey and a poison word |
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They go down deeper than they should |
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And I've been taking your hits like a soldier |
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Oh like I told ya |
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Don't mean to start no trouble |
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Don't mean to start no trouble |
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Don't mean to start no trouble, dear |
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You're haunting love like your cocaine |
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Rush the high that numbs the pain |
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Your comfort comes so cheap, it leaves you lonesome |
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And ain't it just the same you see |
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You want me more the more I leave |
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I've been taking your hits like I told ya |
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Like a soldier |
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Don't mean to start no trouble |
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Don't mean to start no trouble |
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Don't mean to start no trouble, dear |
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Don't mean to start no trouble |
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Don't mean to start no trouble |
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Don't mean to start no trouble, dear |
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And now the shadows stalking me |
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Whispering all that we could be |
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But I won't let you go until it's over |
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Like I told ya |
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Don't mean to start no trouble |
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Don't mean to start no trouble |
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Don't mean to start no trouble, dear |
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Don't mean to start no trouble |
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Don't mean to start no trouble |
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Don't mean to start no trouble, dear |
