| My landlord’s knock, knock, knockin' on my door
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| Mr. Bill collector callin'
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| But I don’t answer no more
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| I keep a pistol in my pocket
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| Got a dagger hidden in my vest, yes
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| I’ve been dancing with the devil only trying to do my best, yet
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| It’s a culmination of my ruination
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| We are lost in vain
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| We are lost in vain
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| And the clock been tick, tick, ticking time away
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| While I’m out doing things that I shouldn’t but I do anyway
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| I’m only looking for a quick fix
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| Baby, I ain’t trying to stay
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| So we can love on one another
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| And then we throw each other away, yay
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| It’s a culmination of my ruination
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| We are lost in vain
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| We are lost in vain
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| I wanna break free from my body
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| Shaken loose my skin
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| 'Cause I had a thought I am a god
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| Of this I am convinced
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| I wanna break free from my body
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| Shaken loose my skin
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| 'Cause I had a thought I am a god
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| And I takes another sniff
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| We are lost in vain
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| We are lost |