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You got to weep |
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You got to wail |
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You got to drag yourself on hands and knees bleeding |
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Another mile along the trail |
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You got to laugh in the face of the devil |
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When he's hanging on to your shirt tail |
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You got to hold down the lid of the coffin |
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And hammer in the last nail |
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My baby's gone so far away |
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She's never coming back to me |
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You got to live |
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You got to learn |
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How to find your way to the end of the night |
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When there's nowhere left to turn |
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How to keep the last embers of the fire alight |
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When there's nothing left to burn |
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How to say goodbye to the ashes that fly |
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From the cheap metal urn |
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My baby's gone so far away |
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She's never coming back to me |
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She said go to sleep |
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You got to save |
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Your anger and rage for the living |
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'Cuase they're no damn good in the grave |
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And don't waste your time in forgiving |
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The ones who just don't know how to behave |
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There's heaven and hell in the world that you live in |
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But I'm in a different place |
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My baby's gone so far away |
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She's never coming back to me |
