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Drunk all the whiskey |
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But I still can't get no rest |
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Brain trapped on a roller coaster |
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Got a pain in my chest |
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Cold water on my eyeballs |
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Send a shiver up my spine |
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Hit the street in the wee, wee hours |
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This is the night hunting time |
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Don't know what |
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I'm doing here |
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Don't know what |
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I'm doing here |
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Got to get my senses clear |
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Stumble in off the footpath |
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Heard the sounds from below |
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Get accustomed to the darkness |
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Got to take it real slow |
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Sweat streamin' down my cheekbones |
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Smoke stingin' my eyes |
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Walls drippin' like the jungle |
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But this ain't no paradise |
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Don't know what |
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I'm doing here |
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Don't know what |
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I'm doing here |
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Got to get my senses clear |
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Stumble up to the counter |
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Catch the tension in the air |
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Black Sabbath drive a young boy crazy |
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This ain't no frivolous affair |
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Young girl sipping |
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PernodBudy hunger in her glance |
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No stoppin' when it comes to doin' |
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The Heavy |
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Metal Romance |
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Don't know what |
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I'm doing here |
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Don't know what |
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I'm doing here |
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Got to get my senses clear |