personal regards
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like a dart
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in your face
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whatever you might do
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there's nothing left to lose
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or to take
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I wave the long goodbye
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and wonder if i'll die tomorrow
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or today
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and whatever I do
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there's no more fear to lose
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or to face
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anymore
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got time to kill
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and i'm killing it slowly
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time like a dart in your face
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another poacher's day
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the killer's on his way
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to his duty
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and nothing that I want
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will enter in his thoughts
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today
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I want you to arrive
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and look me in the eyes
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then just go away
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but nothing that I want
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will enter in your thoughts
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when the time
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comes to pay
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got time to kill
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and i'm killing it slowly
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time like a dart
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in your face
|
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no time to kill
|
is a desperate moment
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time like a dart
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on its way
|
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I never seem
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to make you cry
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to matter much
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or cross your mind
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I don't want you
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I don't want you
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so take your aim between my eyes
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and do what must be done
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and then leave me,
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leave me alone
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I?
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?eed time to kill
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'cause i'm killing it slowly
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time like a dart
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in your face
|
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no time to kill
|
is a desperate moment
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time like a dart
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on its way
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Like A Dart In Your Face
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| Farmer Boys |
