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The right way is the wrong way twice |
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You never let your eyes drift off the man holding the dice |
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You poor kid, crawling with lice |
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Sweet disgusted sympathies just never come out right |
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You fall short, but take so long |
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And ten tethers pull with every motion |
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Hopped up on someone's song |
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Some lines just never let up |
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You stop short, but don't say why |
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I guess you never had it in you |
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Some hopes are up too high |
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And some holes are too low to crawl into |
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I hope the day you die |
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You won't be cursing what you've been through |
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Up there in some old sky |
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They'll pray to change the weather |
