I’ve walked the route of filthy obscene
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And it’s made me sick
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So fair to say I’d sooner leave behind
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Take it on the chin, son
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You know that it’ll do you good
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It’s horrible in my mind
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It don’t work like it should
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I’ve walked this route so very long
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My feet bleed beneath me
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It’s time I tasted new skin
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I’ve walked the route of filthy obscene
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And it makes me sick
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I’ve lived a life of disappointment
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And it’s made me stink
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It’s sapping all my energy
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If I don’t leave here soon I will die here
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So I’m leaving today
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Take It On The Chin
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| Consumed |
