| There is a low road
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| That leads into the night
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| Into the black hole
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| That takes away your life
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| It don’t matter what I do
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| There ain’t no other way
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| It don’t matter what I do
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| There ain’t no other way
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| Got this feeling inside my head
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| Won’t stop till I am dead
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| I got no place to hide
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| My destruction is inside of me
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| There is a poor boy
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| Sleeping in the streets
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| There is a rich man
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| Looking down his nose at me
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| It don’t matter what I do
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| There ain’t no other way
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| It don’t matter what I do
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| There ain’t no other way
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| Got this feeling inside my head
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| Won’t stop till I am dead
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| I got nothing left to lose
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| Getting tired of being used
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| Don’t think I’ll ever know
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| Why this life has made me low
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| I got no place to hide
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| My destruction is inside of me
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| Got this feeling inside my head
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| Won’t stop till I am dead
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| I got nothing left to lose
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| Getting tired of being used
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| Don’t think I’ll ever know
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| Why this life has made me low
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| I got no place to hide
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| My destruction is inside of me
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| Got this feeling inside my head
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| Won’t stop till I am dead
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| I got nothing left to lose
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| Getting tired of being used
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| Don’t think I’ll ever know
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| Why this life has made me low
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| I got no place to hide
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| My destruction is inside of me |