| All or nothin', a change of look
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| Whisperin' without a sound
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| You’re on your knees begging for bucks
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| And hear black crows singing your song
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| You came this far
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| You can’t go back
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| You got a noose already ‘round your neck
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| Memories of better days
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| Jumpin' through your grave like acrobats and clowns
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| Remember it and you’re the look
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| The sunny days are without clouds
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| Got no reason to say you’re not
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| Your hands are free, with no handcuffs
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| I came this far
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| I can’t look back
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| I got the blues breathin' down your neck
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| Memories of better days
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| Jumpin' through your grave like acrobats and clowns
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| You’ll see the acrobats and crazy and crazy clowns
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| Turn your whole world upside down
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| Tearin' up your pretty town
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| Inside out and stone by stone
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| Acrobats and crazy and crazy clowns
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| Turn your whole world upside down
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| Digging up your holy ground
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| Inside out and bone by bone
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| All or nothing, count me out
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| Here to scream, here to shout
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| Faithful boy without a doubt
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| And all good nights are my red on the cloud
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| I came this far
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| I can’t look back
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| I got a noose swingin' ‘round my neck
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| Memories of better days
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| Jumpin' through my grave like acrobats and clowns
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| You’ll see the acrobats and crazy and crazy clowns
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| Turn your whole world upside down
|
| Tearin' up your pretty town
|
| Inside out and stone by stone
|
| Acrobats and crazy and crazy clowns
|
| Turn your whole world upside down
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| Digging up your holy ground
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| Inside out and bone, bone by bone |