| I watch out, I’m shot down, it always falls apart
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| I watch out, I’m shot down, it always falls apart
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| Carry me away in a coffin
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| That’s the day that I’m stopping
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| One thing is enough and I’m dropping it all if I ever tell
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| One day when I speak in the gates of hell
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| Question up, I see them rushing up
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| Still run around and I’m fucking up
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| Life supports are decisive for
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| I’m decisive, let me get my style in devices, my vices
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| Kick it when I’m packing too
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| Rolling dices, let me get a six and six and another six
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| That’s where the Devil lives
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| Calling up Lucy just to get a fix
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| I watch out, I’m shot down, it always falls apart
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| It’s not the first time
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| I watch out, I’m shot down, it always falls apart
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| Bury me alive, some days I’m dead inside
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| It’s fine, everything will end in time
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| I tried speaking every thought on my mind
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| Til' the day that I die I don’t swallow my pride
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| I don’t like this, laying lifeless
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| One last final breath of air
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| Before I bite in
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| I used to have it all
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| Feeling I’m evolved
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| But it won’t mean shit on the day of my funeral
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| I said it won’t mean shit on the day of my funeral
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| Eight lives, only got one left
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| Looks like I got a reason then
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| Alas, I finally made it pass
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| A hundred white lies now I wanna hear it back
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| I’m literal, miss me by a four-second interval
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| Catch me by surprise screaming situation critical
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| Situation critical
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| Death ray, golden age
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| We all want better days
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| Death ray, golden age
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| We all want better days
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| I watch out, I’m shot down, it always falls apart
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| It’s not the first time
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| I watch out, I’m shot down, it always falls apart
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| It’s not the first time |