| You’re a black cat crossin' through my highway
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| A dark spell never gonna break
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| Suck me dry with your dead man eyes
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| There ain’t nothin' left for you to take
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| You’re a molotov crashin' through my window
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| Long noose hangin' from a tree
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| A chopping block where I can lay my head
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| Waiting for the black to swallow me
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| You ain’t gonna be the death of me
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| You ain’t gonna be the death of me
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| Try to break me, bleed me, shoot me with disease
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| You ain’t gonna be the death of me
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| You’re the tight grip squeezin' round my half broke neck
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| Screaming all you gotta do is breathe
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| The cold steel pointing at my achin' head
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| Whispering only you can set me free
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| You ain’t gonna be the death of me
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| You ain’t gonna be the death of me
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| Try to break me, bleed me, shoot me with disease
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| You ain’t gonna be the death of me
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| Never gonna be
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| The death of me
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| You ain’t gonna be the death of me
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| You ain’t gonna be the death of me
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| Oh, you’ll never be the death of me
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| Try to break me, bleed me, shoot me with disease
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| You ain’t gonna be the death of me
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| You won’t be the death
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| You won’t be the death
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| Oh, you’ll never be
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| You won’t be the death
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| Never gonna be the death of me |