| Riding in thunder, driving in rain
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| Sometimes I wonder if my life is in vain
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| Living in dungeons, rotting in cells
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| If I didn’t know better, I’d swear this was hell
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| Riding in thunder, driving in rain
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| Locked up by myself, ooh I sure feel the pain
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| Nightmares of heaven, nightmares of hell
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| Imprisoned forever by the toll of the bell
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| Well…
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| What am I gonna do with my life?
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| Innocence, nothing
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| They don’t even care
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| Escape ever-present
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| I don’t ever dare
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| 'Cause guarding my bars is a hound with a gun
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| Imprisoned forever and nowhere to run
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| What am I gonna do with my life?
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| What am I gonna do with my life?
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| (LEAD)
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| Riding in thunder, driving in rain
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| My mind is in pieces, ooh I sure feel the pain
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| The voices, they’re screaming
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| They’re inside my brain
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| If all this continues they’ll think I’m insane
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| What am I gonna do with my life?
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| What am I gonna do with my life?
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| I ask you, I ask you
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| What am I gonna do with my life?
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| What am I gonna do with my…
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| …what am I gonna do with…
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| …What am I gonna do…
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| …What am I gonna do…
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| …What am I… what am I… what?!? |