Say goodnight to those bittersweet days
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When you could tell someone that you loved 'em
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And you wouldnt lose your shame.
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And now you gotta bite your tongue
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And feel the cold blood running down your face.
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Spider Cider
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Spider Cider
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Spider Cider
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Spider Cider
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You drink yourself sideways to try to remain.
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For a turn at birth you unearth
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The beast you'll never tame.
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And now you've found someone to hold
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Who's gonna leave you empty and alone.
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Spider Cider
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Spider Cider
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Spider Cider
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Spider Cider
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But you've got the fever, girl,
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And I've got the fever.
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We've got the fever, girl,
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Now we're cursed to the bone.
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Spider Cider
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Spider Cider
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Spider Cider
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Spider Cider
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You should always run
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With a loaded gun in your mouth (repeat)
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I know the people these days
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Break bottles. That's your way.
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Tell the black widow spider on the pillow
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I love her, I'll die for you.
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When the cops come around,
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First you need to wear 'em down.
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Well I will die, I will die, I will die,
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I will die in the dust for you.
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You should always run
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With a loaded gun in your mouth.
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Kiss on the lips.
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Oh, these cold, chaotic times!
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You cannot run the holy war
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So what's the use of trying?
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And all the world goes to shit.
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You've already lived with years and years of it.
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Spider Cider
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Spider Cider
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Spider Cider
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Spider Cider
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You've got the fever, girl
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And I've got the fever.
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We've got the fever, girl,
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Now we're cursed to the bone.
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Spider Cider
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| Man Man |
