| You’re just a stranger in the past
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| Just another mug that could never last
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| You came up slow but you burned out fast (didn't ya)
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| It ain’t Silver Needles on the run
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| No it ain’t Silver Needles on the run
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| It ain’t Silver Needles on the run
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| Shh you make me feel so bad
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| You thought you was the only one that got messed up
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| Me 'n all the others never had it so rough
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| Well how come you’re dead and I’m still stood up
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| Well it ain’t Silver Needles on the run
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| Silver Needles on the run
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| No it ain’t Silver Needles on the run
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| Oh I remember…
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| All your plans were made on some PR floor
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| 'N all your bags were packed, they never reached the door
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| Out ordering (?) your thought exchange
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| All your brains were acting strange
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| You never lied in dreams before
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| There must be more to life than getting sore
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| (What do you think?)
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| I seen in some music paper that you was gone
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| And I went right out and wrote you a farewell song
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| Boy, they had you dead before you was born
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| And it’s a shame — you were such a great mover
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| But it ain’t Silver Needles on the run
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| No it ain’t Silver Needles on the run
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| Silver Needles on the run
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| Silver Needles on the run
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| Silver Needles on the run
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| Silver Needles on the run
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| (Next) |