| Oh, you’re trying to step around
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| Walking soft, never making a sound
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| But you can’t run away from pain and strife
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| You know you can’t
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| 'Cause the sound of your sin
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| Will be carried on the wind
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| When you’re leadin' a double life, oh
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| Oh, the path that leads to trouble
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| Is the path that leads to scorn
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| And if you take the path of trouble
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| You will regret that you were born
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| One for love and one for kicks
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| Now I got myself in a fix
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| And the ache in my heart is like a knife
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| Oh, yes it is
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| Still I just speed ahead
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| On the path that leads to trouble, now
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| 'Cause I’m leadin' a double life, oh
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| And the path that leads to trouble
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| Is the path that leads to scorn
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| And if you take the path of trouble
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| You will regret that you were born
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| That you were born
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| Born
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| Born
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| Born… |