| I ain’t got time to listen, you found me a little too late
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| Sittin' around hearin' all this bullshit is turning love to hate
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| You said I was the black sheep, and I feel I’ve committed a crime
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| But living with you is like livin' in jail, and I’m tired of doing time
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| Kick it!
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| Huh! |
| Whoa!!!
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| They say that I’ve turned crazy on the wrong side of the tracks
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| Put a switch blade in my hands, hung the Devil on my back
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| Yeah, I’d lie steal and cheat, babe, to get the fill I need
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| And if you stand in my way I’ll cut you to the bone
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| And leave you down there to bleed — sing it!
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| Would you sell your Mother? |
| Would you sell your Brother?
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| Yeah I’d sell 'em all to fly high
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| In the line of fire — in the line of fire — can you get much higher
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| Oh I give a little, take a little, make a little, sell a little
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| I can never get enough so
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| Get out, oh I’m a Loaded Mutha, yeah a shotgun between your eyes
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| Stay out, no, I need no other, I got the Devil by my side
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| Riding this wild horse yeah, I’m tangled in its reins
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| I’ve grown scared of tomorrow, yesterday’s in my veins
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| See the snake bites so quickly, the venom runs so deep
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| Now I’m holdin' on while I’m in God’s hands as the poison lays my soul to sleep
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| Now years are melting faster, habit is my master
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| Oh I give a little, take a little, make a little, sell a little
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| A stone cold sinner in love, so
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| Tied down behind closed doors, walk out like you did before — get out!
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| I’m a scared lonely teen with a crazed disease
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| Got the Devil inside that I have to please
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| I lost my way in the winding turns
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| I’m salting wounds, it’s my soul that burns
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| I tried to buy back the life I’ve sold, but not alone, I can’t stop cold
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| Oh God help me now, take me in your arms and show me how
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| Oh the devil — get out — oh Lord have mercy, mercy, mercy…
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| Take me, take me, take me take me take me in your arms… |