| I've got a fast life and
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| A slow cuttin' knife
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| I've been drinkin' at a poisoned well
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| No home and a bag of bones
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| And nothin' else left to sell
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| I know why I'm in this hell
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| I just don't wanna believe
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| Past that line you just can't tell
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| But right now
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| There's someone lookin' out for me
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| I came out of the darkness
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| With a bullet in my hand
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| I got one more shot at livin'
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| I'm lucky that I can
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| Cause I got a little roughed up
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| Yeah I really got f*cked up
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| I came out of the darkness
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| With a bullet in my hand
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| I got a cold stare, the wound's still there
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| But there ain't much left to bleed
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| A short fuse that I still use
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| I'm my own worst enemy
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| Stare at the faces I once knew lined up just to bury me
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| There's a long black car that's waitin' to leave
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| But right now
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| There's someone looking out for me
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| I came out of the darkness
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| With a bullet in my hand
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| I got one more shot at livin'
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| I'm lucky that I can
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| Cause I got a little roughed up
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| Yeah I really got fucked up
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| I came out of the darkness
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| With a bullet in my hand
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| Cause I got a little roughed up
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| With a bullet in my hand
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| Yeah I really got fucked up
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| With a bullet in my hand
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| Can you see the light?
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| Can you see the light?
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| Can you see the light?
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| I can see the light
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| I can see the light
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| There's someone looking out for me
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| I came out of the darkness
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| With a bullet in my hand
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| I got one more shot at livin'
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| I'm lucky that I can
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| Cause I got a little roughed up
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| Yeah I really got fucked up
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| I came out of the darkness
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| With a bullet in my hand |