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Get Fighted or get in a fight with them like a true thunder son. |
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You've got style and hope and that fucking scares them all. |
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Copenhagen death threat, |
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Mr. Reaper is on the rise. |
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Mr. Big Shot, tonight the stars revolve! |
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Some say we're like a dead mans dream in a cold an mean, mean town. |
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Don't you drown, my son, dont you drown from me... |
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All you want is not the way i used to think. |
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When we fall again just like the missing ink. |
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You strike back, back at them like a true southern boy. |
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You've got a heart of gold and a will they cant destroy. |
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Copenhagen death threat, |
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Mr. Reaper is on the rise. |
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He's got your dirty lady my denim is tight so you better watch out. |
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I've got a bone to pick with a son of a gun so you better come out. |
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Mr. Big Shot you always party this hard. |
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All you want is not the way i used to think. |
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When we fall again just like the missing ink. |
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You know we always |
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Fight Fair. |
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Mr. Big Shot, i'll show you what you got |
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All you want is not the way i used to think. |
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When we fall again just like the missing ink. |
