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Misery likes company, that ain't my kind of game. |
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You know I've been to hell & back, the devil knows my name. |
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Against all odds, I got the hand. |
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I won't back down, tonight it ends. |
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An ace of spades, A pair of eights. |
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And one more ace my friend. |
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A jockers sick and twisted glance. |
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Completes my dead man's hand. |
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My tired eyes, my heavy heart but still I'm holding on. |
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Been waiting for my promised land since the day that I was born. |
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Against all odds, I got the hand. |
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I won't back down, tonight it ends. |
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An ace of spades, A pair of eights. |
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And one more ace my friend. |
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A jockers sick and twisted glance. |
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Completes my dead man's hand. |
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My dead man's hand. |
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Dead Man's hand! |
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Against all odds, I got the hand. |
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I won't back down, tonight it ends. |
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An ace of spades, A pair of eights. |
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And one more ace my friend. |
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A jockers sick and twisted glance. |
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Completes my dead man's hand. |
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My dead man's hand. |
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Dead Man's hand! |
