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Well, we could let it slip away |
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We could forget about |
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That foolish summer night |
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But if you still betray |
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My trust another day |
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I swear that you won't live |
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To feel the winter's chill |
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Next time you won't obey |
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I cannot let it slip away |
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My blood will start to boil |
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And yous bled to the soil |
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I stand forever locked in a cage |
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And I can't lose my rage |
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'Til you come crawling back to me |
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And we'd stray through the night |
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I can wait until the sun comes up |
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And still retrieve |
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And we'd stray through the night |
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I don't believe a word you say |
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I have to ask myself |
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How could it end this way? |
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You was filthy |
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And craved to get clean |
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Sure, I'll provide you with that sweet honey beer |
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I'll drug your cute little ass |
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With some eye-drops in your bloody Mary |
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Babe, this ain't no love on the rocks with no ice |
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So roll the dice, beautiful |
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'Cos this just might be your lucky day... |
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The acid highway glows distant smile |
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Wrong directions and a dead end trail |
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I hate your guts |
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But otherwise you're fine |
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Can you feel the posion moving |
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Can you feel it, baby? |
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Is nearly there |
