| Goddamn I’m dead again, woe is me
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| Seems to be that I’m a wanted man these days
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| I’m down that rabbit hole but I don’t want to go
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| Rot in peace, down a dead-end street
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| I believe I hear em calling, but they’re ringing out of key
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| They’re saying «Listen boy, may God rest your soul»
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| Got a lease on borrowed time
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| It’s catching up to me
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| Now let it bleed
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| It’s off with his head, and on with the show
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| The old king is dead, gone in one fatal blow
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| And I don’t believe he’ll be coming back for more
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| Taking the crown of the brand new low
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| Take a look around you really blew it all to hell
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| What’s the point of trying unless you’re going to do it well
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| So get off my back if I’m a god damn misery
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| And let it bleed (Now let it bleed)
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| Now let it bleed
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| It’s off with his head, and on with the show
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| The old king is dead, gone in one fatal blow
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| And I don’t believe he’ll be coming back for more
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| Taking the crown of the brand new low
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| Now let it bleed
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| It’s off with his head, and on with the show
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| The old king is dead, gone in one fatal blow
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| And I don’t believe he’ll be coming back for more
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| Taking the crown of the brand new low |