[music, lyrics & arrangement by eilen]
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An organ doner who, in need of money,
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promises a doctor to let him have his organs.
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He can't pay back the money and is eviscerated while still alive.
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today was the day, money I didn't have
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they came to me in their white coats
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and took my kidneys and my heart
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now my body's bloody cold,
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my signature was my grave!
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sign your name and you'll be free,
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take the money and feel good
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pay your debts, it's all okay,
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20.000 you have got
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I give you one year to pay back
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and take your organs if you don't
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now you know about the consequence,
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so we'll meet in one year
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I knew I couldn't get a job these days,
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so where could I find my way out
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20.000 dollars were too much,
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the doc, he knew I had no chance
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poverty was my gallows pole,
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the rich were dancing on my grave
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and isn't it disgusting, man,
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I wasn't dead, I was alive
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it's not a tale, man, this is true,
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I paid my debts with my life
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it's not a vision of tomorrow,
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those things happen today
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if you've got money, you'll get new teeth,
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you'll get new skin and a new heart
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but as a poor man
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you will see your own flashback start
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Flashback Of A Poor Man
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