Driving the highway with nothing to do
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Future fading away
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The stereo is pumping Metallica tunes
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Ride the lightning, oh yeah
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The car might be stolen,my clothes smell like dirt
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Born to ramble and play
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Play with fire, drunk and denial
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Always in for a fight
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I've been in the dark side (of) town
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They are bringing me in
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They called me The Wild Rover of Hell
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I'm fighting for nickels and a dime,
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for the rules I always break
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See the blood I've split, I'll still be the haunted
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Stitching my wounds like Rambo, for fanden
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Damage complete and done
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Some had better and some had worse
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Walk a mile in quicksand
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Spending the last bucks on whiskey and beers
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Oh how clever I am
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The dice keeps on tumbling, my will still unbroken
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But how long will it last
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I've been in the dark side (of) town
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They are bringing me in
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They called me The Wild Rover of Hell
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I'm fighting for nickels and a dime,
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for the rules I always break
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See the blood I've split, I'll still be the haunted
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I'm fighting them all big or small, my friend
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Just show me the dollars
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I end up losing it all again
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Repeating the story
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Driving the highway with nothing to do
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Future fading away
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The stereo is pumping Metallica tunes
|
Ride the lightning, oh yeah
|
The car might be stolen,my clothes smell like dirt
|
Born to ramble and play
|
Play with fire, drunk and denial
|
Always in for a fight
|
|
I've been in the dark side (of) town
|
They are bringing me in
|
They called me The Wild Rover of Hell
|
I'm fighting for nickels and a dime,
|
for the rules I always break
|
See the blood I've split, I'll still be the haunted
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Wild Rover Of Hell
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