| Like an nunce in an opium den
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| Like the fire of A dozen man
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| Like smoke that clouds my brain
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| I can taste the rage pumping in my veins
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| Like two asian beauties on my left
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| Like A snake I can taste their sweat
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| Like the blade of A dear old friend
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| Her tongue in my mouth reaching for the end
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| Like A beast I can smell her breath
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| Like the sweet bitter kiss of death
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| Like A rattlesnake ready to kill
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| I’m twirling around as the time stands still
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| Like the sun burning up my skin
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| Like my tears wash away my sins
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| Like her body for my soul to rub
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| I’m drinking lust from A golden cup
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| I feel all I am is A lie, will I live or die?
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| Will I win in the end?
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| Blood in the bad, badlands
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| Like sand up the hourglass
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| Like A flame I can feel the wrath
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| Like A coin falling through my hand
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| Try to catch but I know I can’t
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| Like A roach crawling in my skin
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| Like A saint I can feel my sin
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| Like A roach running down my spine
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| Oh, Lord can’t you see that the nite is mine?
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| I feel all I am is A lie, will I live or die?
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| Will I win in the end?
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| Blood in the bad, badlands
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| I feel all I am is A lie, will I live or die?
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| Will I win in the end?
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| Blood in the bad, badlands
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| (Like an nunce in an opium den
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| Like the fire of A dozen man
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| Like smoke that clouds my brain
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| I can taste the rage pumping in my veins.)
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| I feel all I am is A lie, will I live or die?
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| Will I win in the end?
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| Blood in the bad, badlands
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| (Like an nunce in an opium den
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| Like the fire of A dozen man
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| Like an nunce in an opium den
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| Like the fire of A dozen man
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| Like smoke that clouds my brain
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| I can taste the rage pumping in my veins.)
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| I feel all I am is A lie, will I live or die?
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| Will I win in the end?
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| Blood in the bad, badlands |