| Bettin' on another long shot
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| 'Cause the sure shot’s done passed
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| You walk along straight and narrow
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| But you’re barefoot in broken glass
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| You sleep a lot where the sunlight
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| Stays locked up in a hole
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| You can’t stand to let the light in
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| 'Cause your heart may wanna roam
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| You’re tellin' me
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| I’ve lost it all
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| You’re tellin' me
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| I’ve hit the wall
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| Your eyes melt to the windshield
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| As your soul runs on tired
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| Swervin' on the bad side of luck
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| Waitin' on a sign of sunrise
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| You can’t help but wonder
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| How you lost all control
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| I guess you just couldn’t keep up
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| With the wild horse that you stole
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| You’re tellin' me
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| That I’ve lost it all
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| You’re tellin' me
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| I’ve hit the wall
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| You set yourself on the back steps
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| And you feel yourself grow old
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| Your gray hair start runnin' back
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| To a place you left so cold
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| Well, put yourself another piece of wood
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| On the fire down below
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| 'Cause you can bet it’s gonna be hot
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| When you get to where you gonna go
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| You’re tellin' me
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| I’ve lost it all
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| You’re tellin' me
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| I’ve hit the wall |