| What is it you’re selling?
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| Are you selling, are you begging
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| Are you loose, are you tangled in gold
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| I got you
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| A whole lot of letting everybody think
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| The felon is a friend when there’s nowhere to go
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| Oh, I got you
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| The line disappeared in their nose
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| In their minds, they think that they’re the centerfolds
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| It’s fine, I’ll yes 'em all to death
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| It’s like I’m killing with a feather
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| Oh, I got you
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| Shame you gave it away
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| Shame you fell from grace
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| Shame you lost the stakes
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| Shame you feel no shame
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| Once upon a time, you were good, you were great
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| Had a dream that you held in your heart
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| Well, it got you
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| Had to make a deal with the devil at the crossroads
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| Having trouble finding your soul
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| Yeah, he got you
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| Can’t fight, forgotten where you came from
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| Sleep tight, marching to the wrong drum
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| No bite, barking up a tree grown with other people’s water
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| Well, we got you
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| Shame you gave it away
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| Shame you fell from grace
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| Shame you lost the stakes
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| Shame you feel no shame
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| Met the devil at the crossroads
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| Having trouble finding your soul
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| Oh, it’s a shame you gave it away
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| Shame you fell from grace
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| Shame you lost the stakes
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| Shame you feel no shame |