Wake up to the buzzards contemplating
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Taking bets on when I'll finally pass
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Tattered signs point in all directions
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No courtesy of food or beverage
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Recollection of a chapel
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A bar of whiskey kindred spin
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Its filled the room
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Should've known
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By the way she kissed me
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I was dealt a real smooth hand tonight
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You were right
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About always wanting more
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There's nothing you can do now
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You're snake eyes
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I feel my eyes flicker open
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This suitcase crushing
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As it's pressed against my legs
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The taste of duct tape fills my palate
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My hands are sore
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And bound by laces
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Good night to the city lights
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You were always bound to lose
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This time i thought I had you on the upper hand
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I should have known
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You had something up your sleeve again
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Dismiss all that's on your mind
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Because your chariot awaits
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And let's keep in mind
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We've got all the time in the world
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To get this right
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So slip your black dress off tonight
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The ammunition is bearfelt
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So kiss me one more time
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And kiss yourself goodbye...
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I honestly didn't know
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Everybody Stabbed Me And It Didn't Even Hurt
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| Rory |
