| Ride this dying carousel
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| Four rusted horses
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| Strangled by their own rope
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| Where children love are singing
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| We’ll know that their tired hearts had broke
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| That their tired hearts had broke
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| Everyone will come,
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| Everyone will come
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| To my funeral to make sure
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| That I stay dead
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| Everyone will come,
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| Everyone will come
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| To my funeral to make sure
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| That I stay dead, dead
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| I can see the coffin shining
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| Through my tinted window
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| Must’ve missed the sign
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| That said it was a fire sale
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| I can see the coffin shining
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| Through my tinted window
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| Must’ve missed the sign
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| That said it was a fire sale
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| Everyone will come,
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| Everyone will come
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| To my funeral to make sure
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| That I stay dead
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| Everyone will come,
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| Everyone will come
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| To my funeral to make sure
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| That I stay dead
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| You can’t take this from me Forbidden in heaven and useless in hell
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| You can’t take this from me Forbidden in heaven and useless in hell,
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| Useless in hell
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| But I can see the coffin
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| Shining through my tinted window
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| Must’ve missed the sign
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| That said it was a fire sale
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| I can see the coffin shining
|
| Through my tinted window
|
| Must’ve missed the sign
|
| That said it was a fire sale
|
| Everyone will come,
|
| Everyone will come
|
| To my funeral to make sure
|
| That I stay dead
|
| Everyone will come,
|
| Everyone will come
|
| To my funeral to make sure
|
| That I stay dead
|
| You can’t take this from me Forbidden in heaven and useless in hell
|
| You can’t take this from me Forbidden in heaven and useless in hell
|
| You can’t take this from me Forbidden in heaven and useless in hell
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| You can’t take this from me Forbidden in heaven and useless in hell,
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| Useless in hell
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| Ride this dying carousel
|
| Four rusted horses
|
| Strangled by their own rope
|
| Where children love are singing
|
| We’ll know that their tired hearts had broke
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| That their tired hearts had broke |