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I lost a bit more |
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Won a little mess |
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Said good-bye to low |
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And hello to less |
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I jacked up the car |
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And shot at my guest |
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I rolled it twice |
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And hoped for the best |
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Chorus : |
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On this tree I'll hang my skin |
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And my skeleton without a shadow |
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Will glow by the fire |
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The angel hangs over |
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The bedstand |
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With a wide wingspan |
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He's a guest or a ghost |
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Of a tall fireman |
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I guess I lit the curtains again |
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Repeat Chorus |
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I'm tearing the morning |
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Right out of the dawn |
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The night is broken |
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The day is gone |
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The sky hits me |
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It's falling fast |
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My guard is sleeping on |
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Broken glass |
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Repeat Chorus |