They say you'll go to hell
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If you get baked
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The things we know so well
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Are never faked
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I've walked some different lines
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And they're on loan
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And after all I've heard
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I miss her moan
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Your life is not your own
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You're just hanging out in flesh and bone
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All our days are numbered
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It's an age-old spell I've been under
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You think that when you move
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You're starting fresh
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See all the things you hate
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Up close in the flesh
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I've walked some different lines
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And never borrowed
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But after all I've heard
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I miss her moan
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My bag of flesh and blood
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Will just get buried in the mud
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Your life is not your own
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You're just hanging out in flesh and bone
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All our days are numbered
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It's an age-old spell I've been under
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Yeah
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All our days are numbered
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It's an age-old spell we've been under
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All Our Days Are Numbered
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| Big Wreck |
