An old man lying by the road
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Black is night
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He's got his finger on the trigger
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An easy target in sight
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He's got no future, no family tree
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He's got a three dollar bottle
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And he drinks 'till he can't see
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All night, all night.....
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A young girl waiting on a line
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Eight a.m., she's got a six month old burden
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Willpower's withering thin
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An unwed mother beaten by her trade
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Each week her welfare reminds her
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Of mistakes she never made
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Oh no.....
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[Chorus]
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Now what has that to say about tomorrow
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What has that to show for today
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Noah thought to build an ark
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Before the heavens washed it all away
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Away...
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A baby crying through a dream
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An afterthought
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Mother is seething for pleasure
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After the poison is bought
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His eyes are tainted, staggered is his breath
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Oh God, he's addicted
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Addicted to death
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Oh, no...
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[Chorus]
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Wash Away
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