| Unleash the dogs of war tonight
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| Like a rabbit in the headlights, I’m about to die alright
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| Don’t need no manners when you’ve got a gun
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| So gimme back my bullets 'cause I’m about to come undone
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| Been drinking whiskey all night long
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| I know I’ve got a job to do
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| So I’m about to do it wrong
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| Burning my candle at both ends
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| Obeying orders in the faith that the devil sends
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| One room for finding myself in
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| One axe for talking to god
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| One pill for self-medication
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| Sweet flesh is all that I’ve got
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| Can’t stop this now we’ve come too far
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| This kind of justice is so bizzarre
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| These dirty habits die so hard
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| Like dripping skin, like dripping skin on battle scars
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| Let’s find ourselves a war tonight
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| Gotta keep this tank a' rollin so were gonna be alright
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| Who says we have to die so young
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| When I’ve got nicotine stains and blisters on my tongue
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| One room for finding myself in
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| One axe for talking to god
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| One pill for self-medication
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| Sweet flesh is all that I’ve got |