| Pound your bones onto the table
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| Scratch your nails across the world
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| Lecture us until we’re sober
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| And then we’ll raise our glass and have one more
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| (Here we go!)
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| Pound your bones onto the table
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| Scratch your nails across the world
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| Lecture us until we’re sober
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| And then we’ll raise our glass and have one more
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| I know what you’re thinking and it’s so unfair
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| Your ribcage has been split, your marrow sucked out dry
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| This world we live in nowadays can’t even promise truth
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| So make it quit your own and kick out the teeth of all your dreams
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| (We sigh…)
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| Pack your bags from th dirt in the land that you’ve sown
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| We can’t remember where we last laid our heads
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| So kick out the dust and roll out of this town (Go!)
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| Pound your bones onto the table
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| Scratch your nails across the world
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| Lecture us until we’re sober
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| And then we’ll raise our glass and have one more
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| There’s a single file line marching right into the cesspool
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| The preacher’s wife’s expecting, your mother’s on her knees
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| That cunt you fell in love with don’t give two shits if you’re dead
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| So buy a one way ticket to hell and do just what you please!
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| We can die at any moment, so let’s dig out our own graves
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| It’s up to us to conquer them, remember all their names
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| It’s time to live as if you’re dead, stop wasting all your breath
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| You’ve got to grab life by the balls and sing this to your death, so!
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| Pound your bones onto the table
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| Scratch your nails across the world
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| Lecture us until we’re sober
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| And then we’ll raise our glass and have one more
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| Pound your bones onto the table
|
| Scratch your nails across the world
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| Lecture us until we’re sober
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| And then we’ll raise our glass and have one more
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| Yes, we’ll raise our glass and have one more
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| We’ll raise our glass and have one more |