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this will (not) end well
00:21
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my god I'm alive I'm a red coat
got my life got my wife and my kid's grown
but you don't know
my fear of being alone
my god I'm alive I'm a red coat
sit back and relax on my stage coach
look at the broken homes
my cash is king you know
my god I'm alive I'm a red coat
got my life got my wife and my kid's grown
look at the broken homes
my cash is king you know
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and she told me I wear stupid clothes
like some reject from 94
get me to her, get me to her
get me to her door
get me to her, get me to her
does she even know
she told me I wear stupid clothes
oh my god look at his clothes
but what the hell does she know
get me to her, get me to her
get me to her door
get me to her, get me to her
does she even know
get me to her, get me to her
get me to her door
get me to her, get me to her
does she even know
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you speak then i speak when you speak you speak of your life
i balk when i talk i talk like i'm so damn deprived
you speak then i speak when you speak you speak of your live
i balk when i talk i talk like i'm so damn deprived
golden gates take me in your escalade
your therapist says no but i think you should go for it
get off your ass and make it right
you speak then i speak when you speak you speak of your life
i balk when i talk i talk like i'm so damn deprived
golden gates take me in your escalade
your therapist says no but i think you should go for it
get off your ass and make it right
your therapist says no but i think you should go for it
get off your ass and make it right
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you'll never know
what the sun looks like at night
and if I ever get you home in time
then have you had enough
enough wa wa wa
and I'll be good, I'll comb my hair, I'll make my bed when you are dead
and if I'm wrong then you're to blame, I'll pray the lord my soul to save
you'll never know
if the words will come out right
and if every syllable inspires freight
then have you had enough
enough wa wa wa
and I'll be good, I'll comb my hair, I'll make my bed when you are dead
and if I'm wrong then you're to blame, I'll pray the lord my soul save
goodbye wa wa wa
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this will end well
00:26
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