| Black Angels laughing in the city streets
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| Street toys scream in pain and clench their teeth
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| The moonlight spotlights all the city crime
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| Got no religion, Laugh while they fight
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| Save our souls for the heavens
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| For a life so good it sure feels bad
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| Save our souls for the heavens
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| Save our souls for the promised land
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| Sweet tarts play the game and shoot to thrill
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| Running free through the trash, dressed to kill
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| The midnight show-stoppers, it’s a funny money game
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| A hundred thousand bleeding hearts, put us in our graves
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| Save our souls for the heavens
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| For a life so good it sure feels bad
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| Save our souls for the heavens
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| Save our souls for the promised land
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| It s been the hard road, edge of an overdose
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| No matter how high, you re still too low
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| I’ve been the dancer, the wicked romancer
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| It’s a never-ending nightmare, edge of disaster |