| My god!
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| I can’t wait any longer
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| Oooh, I can’t let this get the best of me
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| Psycho lovin the burned down ruins
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| of my head is dead (???)
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| I’ll catch the next train out of town
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| My boots aren’t gonna hit the ground
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| and hey
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| I’m a soul survivor
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| runnin' from the killin fields of love and never lookin back
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| coz I’m a soul survivor
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| So how can you keep talkin bout the way that I kept putting you down
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| when you was doin worse to me
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| It’s open season on my heart
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| the needle and the junkie both fit the part
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| Bags are packed and I’m movin on
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| get my fish out of beer (?)
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| Drinkin in the bar
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| while the fat lady sings
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| wild love songs to me
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| And hey
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| I’m a soul survivor
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| runnin from the killin fields of love and never lookin back
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| Crown of thorns around my heart to keep me from fallin apart
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| cause I’m a soul survivor x2
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| and hey
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| I’m a soul survivor
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| Runnin from the killin fields of love and never lookin back
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| And hey I’m a soul survivor
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| Crown of thorns around my heart and hey
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| I’m a soul survivor! |