| Break me down and roll me once again
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| Got no time to think of now and then
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| Catch my breath, pick myself up off the floor
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| One more drink, a nervous breakdown, then another war
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| Oh, you can never get too low
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| When you’re so damn high
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| Oh, been out rolling
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| On the blessed hellride
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| Through the lines, ain’t no in-betweens
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| Gardens of filth, the obscure and the obscene
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| Catch my breath, pick myself up off the floor
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| One more drink, a nervous breakdown, then another war
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| Oh, you can never get too low when you’re so damn high
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| Oh, been out rolling, on the blessed hellride
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| You can never get too low when you’re so damn high
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| On the blessed hellride
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| Oh, you can never get too low when you’re so damn high
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| Oh, been out rolling, on the blessed hellride
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| You can never get too low when you’re so damn high
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| On the blessed hellride |