| All these Caesars, slicker than the oil they own, scheme plans for years
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| Crack their fingers and smile real big
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| While your family drowns in tears
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| Someday, when your feet are up, you’ll soon be shouting never
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| I hope the ghosts of the dead come haunt your soul forever
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| What you gonna do?
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| Money can’t save you
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| What was that?
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| Gonna give yourself a heart attack
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| My family, they trust you
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| The ghosts of my family
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| Will crush you
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| Skeletons in closet
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| Lawyer suing
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| Native’s reservations
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| Casinos ruined, all nations
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| They trust you
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| The ghosts of all nations
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| Will crush you
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| Drowns in tears
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| Someday, when your feet are up, you’ll soon be shouting never
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| I hope the ghosts of the dead come haunt your soul forever
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| It’s too late to save your skin
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| Playing the role of dumb, religious men
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| You’ll regret all those you’ve fucked
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| When your demons eat you up
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| (All these Caesars, slicker than oil)
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| Can’t get forgiveness, it’s too late
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| (All these years, still the same)
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| So many wishes drowned in hate
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| (I would make the more adequate decisions)
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| For all of those lives that you made rough
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| (To not follow in my father’s name)
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| Instant karma’s not enough
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| All these Caesars, slicker than the oil they own, scheme plans for years
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| Crack their fingers and smile real big
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| While your family drowns in tears
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| Someday, when your feet are up, you’ll soon be shouting never
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| I hope the ghosts of the dead come haunt your soul forever |