| No way to settle when you’re sleeping with the devil
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| And you know they’re gonna figure you out
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| They’re gonna blow you cover, it’s one way or another
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| Bet you know just what I’m talking about
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| 'Cause you’ve got nothing up your sleeve now
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| Ain’t got no miracle card
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| You keep on running but the end is surely coming
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| And you know it’s gonna batter you hard
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| You’re on the way to the bargain bin now
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| Going nowhere fast, heading nowhere at all
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| Used up loose ends hang by a thread
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| Yesterday’s news and they’re not even read
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| You’ll land a truckload of nothin' at all
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| You’re in the eye but the storm is gonna die
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| Well, I don’t think you’re covered up for the ride
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| You think you’ve made it but you’re just backdated
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| And you’re quickly running out of style
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| Well, I’ll see you on the way down
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| If I remember your name
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| You start shaking 'cause you can’t stop faking
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| You were never really cut for the game
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| Time’s up and you’ve lost the flavor
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| They’re done chewing now they’ll spit you out
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| Used up loose ends hang by a thread
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| Yesterday’s news and they’re not even read
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| You’ll land a truckload of nothin' at all
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| You’re on the way to the bargain bin now
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| Going nowhere fast heading nowhere at all
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| Used up loose ends hang by a thread
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| Yesterday’s news and they’re not even read
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| You’ll land a truckload of nothin' at all
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| Used up loose ends hang by a thread
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| Yesterday’s news just as good as dead
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| You’ll land a truckload of nothin' at all |