| I never was an honest man!
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| I never was an honest man!
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| I never was an honest man!
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| I never was! |
| I never was!
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| If truth was a woman
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| Then maybe I’d try her
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| Cause I guess being honest
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| Only made me a liar
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| I just pray to God
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| That history will wipe me out
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| My way of coping
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| That’s what it’s all about
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| So if you wanna
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| Be force-fed true depression
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| Why don’t you f*ckin' gag
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| On my bitter erection
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| And if you wanna see life
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| Through the eyes of the dying
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| Please take mine
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| Because I’m way past crying
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| I was born a dying man
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| That’s how I wrote
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| «Dead mans hand»
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| When hell is the promised land
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| Why waste time with a master plan
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| If hope was a woman
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| Then maybe I’d try her
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| Cause I know being happy
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| Only makes me a liar
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| I just pray to God
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| That history will wipe me out
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| My way of coping
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| That’s what it’s all about
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| So if you wanna
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| Be force-fed true depression
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| Why don’t you f*ckin' gag
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| On my bitter erection
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| And if you wanna see life
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| Through the eyes of the dying
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| Please take mine
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| Because I’m way past crying
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| I’ve always known that I would die
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| I’ve always known that I would die
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| I’ve always known that I would die
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| That’s why these eyes are always dry
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| If God was a whore
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| Then maybe I’d buy her
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| But I know believing
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| Will only make me a liar
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| I just pray to God
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| That history will wipe me out
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| My way of coping
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| That’s what it’s all about |