my life is a dead end street
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there¢¥s no cause for turning back
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iam out of luck all over again
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born to loose tatooed on my neck
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i don¢¥t care what you¢¥re thinking of me
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cause i know we will rott in hell
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don¢¥t ask me: how are you doing today
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cause the answer will be: "not well"
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ain¢¥t got no girl or have many friends
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lost my money at a gambling place
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drinking too much - every day¢¥s the same
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i cannot look into my ugly face
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i don¢¥t care what you¢¥re thinking of me
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cause i know we will rott in hell
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don¢¥t ask me: how are you doing today
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cause the answer will be: "not well"
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i¢¥d rather be dead - let¢¥s go to hell
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it¢¥s not hard to understand - plain to see
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iam the looser in the end
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there¢¥s no way to escape from all this
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bad luck is waiting and no place to hide
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i¢¥m a burnout on a rainy day
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somebody there who wants to kill me tonight
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i don¢¥t care what you say about me
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my life¢¥s for sale - i¢¥m gonna burn in hell
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and if tomorrow doesn¢¥t come anymore
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for me it would be just as welll
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i¢¥d rather be dead - let¢¥s go to hell
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it¢¥s not hard to understand - plain to see
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iam the looser in the end
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Rather Be Dead
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The Revolvers |