| Oh… another day another way another life another day another life …
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| Of existence…
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| Oh fear threat and filth
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| Tender in hate
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| Slug and grab
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| Trap and take away
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| Another track
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| Meat rack and ruin
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| Boarded up and beaten up
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| Roaming the streets
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| Have no respect for a life
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| A limb a love
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| Whose love are you anyway?
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| Mother smiles
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| Narrow smiles
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| Drink up your poison
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| Like a good little girl
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| Can’t have your coke
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| And beat it you know
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| 'Sick of seeing you bruised and burnt out
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| Ugly and low'
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| So sick and tired
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| Of being sick and tired
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| Of being used and abused
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| That’s right (that's right that’s right that’s right that’s right that’s right)
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| Pushing through the pavement sprawl
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| Round the late night supermarket
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| Dirtlocked lady
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| Who hits you in the chest
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| Give her all your money, Mr. Barefoot
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| All the year round
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| Please don’t breathe on me
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| Oh and Hi there
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| Zizi Jean (night) mare
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| Still sticky from you
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| Still sticky from me
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| (I hear voices)
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| Still sticky from you
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| Still sticky from me
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| Smack kerpow!
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| Into cold Greaseburger prance
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| Call me Chico Chico from Puerto Rico
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| Guilty of another cold handed sperm murder
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| Forever the crunch of makeup under foot
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| Where will you take me
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| When this is all over?
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| Somewhere where I don’t have to
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| Shiver in the shadows…
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| So sick and tired
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| Of being used and abused
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| Everyday
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| You set up
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| Go to work
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| Floating like the ash
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| In the Coffee Pot café
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| (that's right that’s right that’s right that’s right that’s right)
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| Throwing upon an over-diet
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| Of slob culture
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| Overdose and out
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| I’m scared for you
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| For me
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| For you… no…
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| For me
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| I got so tired of
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| Reading about the anguish of being
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| That I ended up being
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| Without
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| And where will you take me?
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| Where will you take me?
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| Away from this hell to be
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| (or not to be)
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| Pull up the vacancy sign in your eyes
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| I’ve seen it and I don’t like it
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| I’ve seen it and I don’t like it
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| I’m sick and tired of being sick and tired
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| Of being used and abused
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| Hey is this the last night in Sodom?
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| (that's right that’s right that’s right)
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| Sick and tired…
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| A day today of a life of existence
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| And his name… is Jesus
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| (You have never known love till you’ve known the love of god…
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| That’s right)
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| Only god may find a way
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| Where there is no way
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| That’s right…
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| Is this the last night in Sodom?
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| (You have never known love till you’ve known the love of god…
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| That’s right)
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| What a waste…
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| And they never shed a tear
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| For Jesus Christ when he died on the cross
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| And they drove a spike in his side and hammered a crown of thorns on his head
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| What a waste… |