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So you think you found a way of living |
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That prevents you losin' any sleep |
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Well my friend, take this that I'm giving |
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It's your piece of mind you ought to keep |
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You'll run into trouble, for sure |
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By living behind a locked door |
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Mmm |
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Will you run the risk of being taunted |
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By doin' what you wanna do? |
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Or do you prefer to have your whole life haunted? |
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By the one who choose to care for you? |
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Where are their motives, my friend, mm? |
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Take care your still there at the end |
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Watch out for winter, it'll bite you with cold |
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Black spirits tryin' hard to bribe you with gold |
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Yeah |
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Would you steal a nickel from a blind man? |
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Well right now, do believe you would |
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It's not the thought of you doin' it that hurts me |
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It's the mind behind it that's no good |
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If this is your way, I don't want to know |
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There's only so far I can go |
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I won't go no further, not for you or anyone |
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I have my own ideas of what should be done |
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Yeah |
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What should be done? |
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What should be done? |
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(Ooo, paa) |
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(Ooo, paa) |
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(Ooo, paa) |
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What should be done? |
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I wanna hear |
