Tonight there’s gonna be a fight, so if you need a place to go
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Got two room slum a mattress and a gun, and the cops don’t never show
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So come right in cause everybody sins, welcome to the scene of the crime
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You want it? Believe it? We got it if you need it, the devil is a friend of mine
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If you think it’s crazy you ain’t seen a thing
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Just wait until we’re going down in Flames
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We are we are the saints we signed our life away
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Doesn’t matter what you think
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We’re gonna do it anyway
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We are we are the saints one day you will confess
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And pray to the saints of Los Angeles
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Redline trippin’ on a land mine, sippin’ at the Troubadour
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Girls passed out naked in the back lounge everybody’s gonna score
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She’s all jacked up she’s down on her luck
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You want it you need it the devil’s gonna feed it
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Don’t you say it’s crazy, you don’t know a thing
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Just wait until we’re going down in Flames
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We are we are the saints we signed our life away
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Doesn’t matter what you think, we’re gonna do it anyway
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We are we are the saints one day you will confess
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And pray to the saints of Los Angeles
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Give it up give it up
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Give it up give it up
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Give it up give it up
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Give it up give it up
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We are we are the saints we signed our life away
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Doesn’t matter what you think, we’re gonna do it anyway
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We are we are the saints one day you will confess
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And pray to the saints of Los Angeles
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We are we are the saints we signed our life away
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Doesn’t matter what you think, we’re gonna do it anyway
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We are we are the saints one day you will confess
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And pray to the saints of Los Angeles
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Saints Of Los Angeles
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