| Woo-o-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
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| Can you hear the call
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| For the wasted and wounded
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| Woo-o-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo (wasted and wounded)
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| Wasted and wounded
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| Tore myself, 'till I’m up from the ground
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| My faces is like a shadow that’s been running around
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| Face down in the mud
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| You’ll still be screaming
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| «I don’t give a fuck»
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| And I’ll be singing
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| Woo-o-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
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| Can you hear the call
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| For the wasted and wounded
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| I’ll be standin tall
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| 'Till I’m jaded 'n' grounded again
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| Cause I’m wasted and wounded
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| 6 Am first rays in the sky
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| Exposing all the havoc in a blink of an eye
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| Face down in the mud
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| You’ll still be screaming
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| «We don’t give a fuck»
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| And I’ll be singing
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| Woo-o-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
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| Can you hear the call
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| For the wasted and wounded
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| I’ll be standin tall
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| 'Till I’m jaded 'n' grounded again
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| Cause I’m wasted and wounded
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| Wasted and wounded
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| Decay, decay, decays is what we reach for
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| Today, to die, no white flags, have 'em high
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| Decay, decay, decay is what we live for
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| Hurray, hurray, no one will save us today
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| Wasted and wounded
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| Woo-o-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
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| Can you hear the call
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| For the wasted and wounded
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| I’ll be standin tall
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| 'Till I’m jaded 'n' grounded
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| Woo-o-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
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| Can you hear the call
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| For the wasted and wounded
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| I’ll be standin tall
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| 'Till I’m jaded 'n' grounded again
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| Wasted and wounded |