| We locked at the parking lot
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| Bruised at the bottom of a well
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| And I’ll see you in heaven babe
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| Or else I will see you in hell
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| You can claw and kick
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| But it ain’t really gonna do you any bit of good
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| Cause the last time I turned away
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| Oh how I wished that you would
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| Well the only thing left in your life my love
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| Is down at the end of the bar
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| Relax and we’ll go for a ride my love
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| Awake in the stars
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| You faint at the sight of blood
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| At least that’s what I used to think
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| But I know you much better now
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| And know that you just like to drink
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| You can climb your way
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| Out of every fucking hole that you have ever dug
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| But you can’t climb out of your grave
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| Once all the damage is done
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| Well the only thing left in your life my love
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| Is down at the end of the bar
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| Relax and we’ll go for a ride my love
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| Awake in the stars
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| (Hold on lifeless boats
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| Everyone’s a swimmer
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| Play along the safety lines
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| Climb aboard with the sinners)
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| It’s all a waste of time
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| It’s all up in your mind |