come on spin the bottle
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let it turn
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and if it points to you
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I'll make you burn
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spin the bottle
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let it turn
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and if it points to me
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I'll promise you nothing comes for free
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this, is a one way dead end street
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the only place where we will meet
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we're on a one way dead end street
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all alone and no way home all chances blown
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let's drink another
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or what it takes
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to help me coverall of your fakes
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so, that no one sees how desperate we are
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far out heading one way to the stars
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chorus
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One Way Dead End Street
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Fury in the Slaughterhouse |