Written by Jerry Cantrell
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Should I live so long
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To see 'em dropping bombs
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Hope I have you near
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Check out what comes after here...what comes after here
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Generation turned a chemical tribe
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Don't really care if we live or die
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Generation turned a chemical tribe
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Been sold out and it's no surprise
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Let the black odds roll
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Why we can't tell
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Ball inside
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Roll me over, is this hell...is this hell?
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Chorus
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No last supper rite
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Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table
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Born in ending times
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Leaning more toward Cain than Abel
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No last supper rite
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Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table
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Born in ending times
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Possibly more truth than fable
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Generation turned a chemical tribe
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Generation turned a chemical tribe
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Generation turned a chemical tribe
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Generation turned a chemical tribe
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Been sold out let me say goodbye
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No last supper rite
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Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table
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Born in ending times
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Leaning more toward Cain than Abel
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(Repeat)
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Bitchslapped 'fore you reached the table
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Could it be more truth than fable?
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Chemical Tribe
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Jerry Cantrell |