| Born like Jesus on the back of a truck
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| I won’t go to heaven 'cause I won’t give a fuck
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| Two steps back when the lightning struck
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| I might be late and I might have luck
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| So you want to fight, I can bite my tongue
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| After all these years it’s left me numb
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| Better hold on tight if you make me come
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| Back to earth right under your thumb
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| Our dreams are burning
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| We breathe the smoke
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| There’s only so much time before we choke
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| So stop complaining
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| Embrace the thrill
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| There’s only so much time here left to kill
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| , yeah, she took me home
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| Promised me sin and she got me stoned
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| She went like this with a fine toothed comb
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| This might be hell but it’s not alone
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| Our dreams are burning
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| We breathe the smoke
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| There’s only so much time before we choke
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| So stop complaining
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| Embrace the thrill
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| There’s only so much time here left to kill
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| Born like Jesus on the back of a truck
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| I won’t go to heaven 'cause I won’t give a fuck
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| Two steps back when the lightning struck
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| And I’m stuck, I’m stuck, I’m stuck
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| Our dreams are burning
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| We breathe the smoke
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| There’s only so much time before we choke
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| So stop complaining
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| Embrace the thrill
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| There’s only so much time here left to kill
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| Born like Jesus on the back of a truck
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| I won’t go to heaven 'cause I won’t give a fuck
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| Three miles back when the lightning struck
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| And I’m stuck, I’m stuck, I’m stuck
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| And I’m stuck, I’m stuck, I’m stuck
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| And I’m stuck, I’m stuck, I’m stuck
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| And I’m stuck, I’m stuck, I’m stuck
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| And I’m stuck, I’m stuck, I’m stuck
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| (I can’t be alone in hell)
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| And I’m stuck, I’m stuck, I’m stuck
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| (I can’t be alone)
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| And I’m stuck, I’m stuck, I’m stuck
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| (I can’t be alone in hell)
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| And I’m stuck, I’m stuck, I’m stuck
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| (I can’t be alone) |