| A dozen bitches
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| Or righteous preacher
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| Who’s really stitching
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| Your wicked soul?
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| Make some decisions
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| Flown by the visions
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| Your only reason
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| Sex, drugs, and fucking rock’n’roll
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| The body never forgives and never forgets
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| Brain’s screaming: «Fuck your regrets»
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| Live your life, it’s fucking do or die
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| Gotta try to be one of a kind
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| Don’t get me fucking wrong
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| Sense was never a part of this song
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| Leave well alone, go for the best
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| And never care about the rest
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| Getting high or drunk?
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| Sing this fucking song
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| Come out, get up
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
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| The future’s obvious
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| The future is comin', it’s comin', it’s comin', it’s comin' up
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| Get up, come out
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
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| An early grave awaits for us right now
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| How are you feeling?
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| Thy wounds not healing
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| Today’s condition
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| Is getting worse
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| It’s only measure
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| All of your pleasures
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| How quickly will you
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| Be buried six feet underground?
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| The body never forgives and never forgets
|
| Brain’s screaming: «Fuck your regrets»
|
| Live your life, it’s fucking do or die
|
| Gotta try to be one of a kind
|
| Don’t get me fucking wrong
|
| Sense was never a part of this song
|
| Leave well alone, go for the best
|
| And never care about the rest
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| Nothing’s wrong with you
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| Loaded fucking fool
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| You fucking fool
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| Come out, get up
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
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| The future’s obvious
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| The future is comin', it’s comin', it’s comin', it’s comin' up
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| Get up, come out
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| Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
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| An early grave awaits for us right now
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| For us right now
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| For us right now
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| For us right now
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| For us right now |