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Written by b. setzer |
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Cruisin' 'round this hopeless town, |
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Down the lovely streets of desire |
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You're my angel of mercy all dressed in white |
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And i'm a smokin' gun for hire |
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Takin' a walk on the wild side |
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Johnny's got a habit that he can't hide |
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Livin' life from high to high |
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When nighttime comes, you can hear him cry |
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Buzz buzz goes the needle |
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With each jolt of pain, i call out your name |
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Buzz buzz goes the needle |
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And i sacrifice, not in vain, not in vain |
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Day is night and night is day |
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Being alive just gets in the way |
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The twisting snake inside his brain |
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Whispers to him, "time to kill the pain" |
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They told him opportunity was just around the corner |
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Well, he wore out his shoes tryin' to find that corner |
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He might just pick himself up again |
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Until it happens, until then |
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Buzz buzz goes the needle |
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With each jolt of pain, i call out your name |
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Buzz buzz goes the needle |
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And i sacrifice, not in vain, not in vain |
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He's not a new tattoo dedicated to you |
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As the ink and the blood mix with pain |
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It's a man on a white horse goin' nowhere |
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And the man has no face or no name |
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With the walls closin' in, he's runnin' for cover |
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He's spinnin' way out of control |
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He might just pick himself up again |
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Until it happens, until then |
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Buzz buzz goes the needle |
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With each jolt of pain, i call out your name |
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Buzz buzz goes the needle |
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And i sacrifice, not in vain, not in vain |
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Buzz buzz goes the needle |
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Each drop of blood is a token of love |
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Buzz buzz goes the needle |
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And i want a sign from above |
