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It's the wake of all evil |
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A universal mess |
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I've always found trouble |
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Even at my best |
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No hopes to get better |
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Until they put me down to rest |
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I am a troubled man |
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Anxiety and sorrow |
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Underneath my skin |
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Self destruction and failure |
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Have beat my head in |
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I laughed out loud once |
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I won't do that again |
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I've always traveled the hellfire road |
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And tasted the sweet smell of sin |
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I am a troubled man |
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I am a troubled man |
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I am a troubled man |
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I am a troubled man |
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So many things |
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Have gone through my hands |
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I am a troubled man |
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People up on the east side |
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People on the gravel road |
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People of many colors |
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Whose stories have never been told |
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Too late came too early |
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For me to face myself |
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I am a troubled man |
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I am a troubled man |
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I am a troubled man (Oh Lord) |
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I won't do anything |
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But hurt you if I can |
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I am a troubled man |
