| Creep and crawl until you fall into that old dark room
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| Where you left your sins and all of your friends
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| Staring back the old man’s lies as he watched you drown
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| You get up and you just splash around
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| Never really knowing why, they won’t understand
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| As you hang from the tree with that look of despair
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| Pulling out your guns and blast another round
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| Oh, one of these days you got your, you got your crown
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| I want to be the very best
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| Best there ever is
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| The quickest draw
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| The toughest motherfucker in these lands
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| I want to be the very best
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| Best there ever is
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| The quickest draw
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| The toughest motherfucker in these… lands
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| Going around every day as I shoot away
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| Taking 'em on down to their knees to pray
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| Make my way up to the top, as I knew I would
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| Being a gunslinger is a glory and goddamn, goddamn it’s good
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| I want to be the very best
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| Best there ever is
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| The quickest draw
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| The toughest motherfucker in these lands
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| I want to be the very best
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| Best there ever is
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| The quickest draw
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| The toughest motherfucker in these… lands
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| Well I got my wish, I was the best
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| The only problem is
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| I’m laying on the cold cement
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| With a bullet… in my head
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| In my head
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| In my head
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| Now I’m dead |