You, you never looked so good
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Sipping life down like I wish I could
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But these sober tears are all that's left to shed
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Sank his soul now made of lead
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Face down beneath the rubble lies a man
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Tales of the future already in the past
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And of himself, well he hasn't much to say
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But wake the Gods, it's Judgement day
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He said, "I left my home where the dead never rose
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But the streets of gold i've yet to find
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And at the end of the day all you can do is pray
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Without hope well you might as well be blind, yeah be blind
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Tomorrow comes a day too soon, tomorrow comes a day too soon"
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Angel, sweet angel of my youth
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Where have you gone? You flew away too soon
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The brick I built now builds a higher wall
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See it crumble, hear me fall
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There hangs the fool, who once had it all
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He said, "I left my home where the dead never rose
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But the streets of gold i've yet to find
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And at the end of the day all you can do is pray
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Without hope well you might as well be blind, yeah be blind
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Tomorrow comes a day too soon, tomorrow comes a day too soon"
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And though the road has yet to rise
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On these hundred years that passed me by
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And the blood with the river flows
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Through the crimson field never sewn
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And no never sewn
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He said, "I left my home where the dead never rose
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But the streets of gold i've yet to find
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And at the end of the day all you can do is pray
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Without hope well you might as well be blind, yeah be blind
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Tomorrow comes a day too soon, tomorrow comes a day too soon
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Tomorrow comes a day too soon, tomorrow comes a day too soon"
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Ah well you, you never looked so good
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Tomorrow Comes A Day Too Soon
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| Flogging Molly |
