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Yah I can't seem to make it |
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No matter how hard |
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I try Bad times seem to find me |
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Good fortunes pass me by. |
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It's all just one big gamble |
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Trouble is my name |
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I got this feelin' inside me |
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My looks just gotta change. |
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I don't look for many battles |
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I play by my own rules |
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So don't you try and stop me ' |
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Cause I ain't no ones' fool. |
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Just keep right on movin' |
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You know I mean what |
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I say So all you slick backs talk fast |
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You'd better get outta my way. |
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Chorus: Our backs against the wall |
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Are we headed for a fall |
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No time to think at all |
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Down to the wall just like while it's hot when you got it all. |
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Our backs against the wall |
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No time to think at all |
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Did you want to run while you are under the gun. |
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It's all just one big gamble |
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Trouble is my name |
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But I just keep on movin' |
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God knows |
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I'm not to blame. |
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Chorus: Our backs against the wall |
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Are we headed for a fall |
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No time to think at all |
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Down to the wall just like while it's hot when you got it all. |
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Our backs against the wall |
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No time to think at all |
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Did you want to run while you are under the gun. |
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I never run from my battles |
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I play by my own rules |
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So don't you try and stop me ' |
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Cause I ain't no ones' fool. |
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Chorus: Our backs against the wall |
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Are we headed for a fall |
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No time to think at all |
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Down to the wall just like while it's hot when you got it all. |
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Our backs against the wall |
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No time to think at all |
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Did you want to run while you are under the gun. |