| I wanna take this on, ‘cause you make your own luck,
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| You break free, run away, stay on.
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| If you run your bad wedges to the door, don’t shoot,
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| You’re beating up the side when the good times knock.
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| Can you dress in sail like you asked before,
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| If you do stop breathing, it won’t matter anymore.
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| So you’re gonna get up brending,
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| Grab your rose to the shades with the great day sunny.
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| And you’re running with the most and falling with the least,
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| Saw it in your face and you start to bleed.
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| Have you ask for it, they slumber
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| Deep breath, take a gun and fight con it.
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| And I ain’t gonna be the one that goes that way,
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| No, I ain’t gonna be the one that goes that way,
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| No, I ain’t gonna be the one that goes that way,
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| No, I ain’t gonna be the one that goes that way.
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| All my secrets, she showed me no,
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| All my secrets, she showed me no.
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| And on my last cutting, my problem’s solved,
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| And when I sleep that is she could have.
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| Smoke in the sun in a world of trouble,
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| Except she’s not with that all, it’s a problem double.
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| People messed up where she’ll be marvelous,
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| You fight, darling, you be fucking brilliant.
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| So we got in problem, but my tear looks dry,
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| I scratch for the feeling of the days gone by.
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| With my feet in the water, turn my feel like a rare,
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| Nothing in my life seemed to be clean see.
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| Tales on the ground with the bottom off clear,
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| I ain’t gonna be the one that goes that way.
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| And I ain’t gonna be the one that goes that way,
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| No, I ain’t gonna be the one that goes that way,
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| No, I ain’t gonna be the one that goes that way,
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| No, I ain’t gonna be the one that goes that way.
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| All my secrets, she showed me no,
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| All my secrets, she showed me no. |