| It came from out of the lake
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| A dream so dark it took no prisoners
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| Put its tail around my neck
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| And took me to a room with no visitors
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| I never meant to kill anyone
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| So put away your poison pen
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| Just say what’s done is done
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| No questions asked and none to defend
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| They’ll hang an innocent man
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| In the morning at half past ten
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| But if I ever do my time
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| I’d climb the walls to get back in
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| So dig me a hole to hide away
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| The story I live with one more day
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| So speak up now, my fair- weather friend
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| Or just get out of my way
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| We worked that gravyard shift
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| Never left th underground
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| Your foolproof plan and a cold hard kiss
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| That sold me out to leave this town
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| I could cheat that hangman’s noose
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| This punishment fits your crime
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| With one more chance to cut me loose
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| And meet at the money in two weeks' time |