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Lyrics:
Don't want to through my mess around All through the night One more time
Add a little link to the neighbor's gate Stumble to the lock It slow my mind Slow my mind
Gonna get wasted all night long Gripping on tight to the cutlery And when the paranoia come
Thinking about it maybe it's been a while Ponder it all you like You can take your time
Getting me arrested was the strangest fate For showing me that you're mine But it saved my life Saved my life
I'll be with you all them years Now if anybody dies before I'm back See me laughing through those tears
Baby, won't you bring that hammer down Doin' it to myself Just leave these things alone
Playing on a couch with a record on Wouldn't that be fine When the days turn cold Oh, the days turn cold
All the trees are turning gold When you see me floating with the mercury When a change of scene come
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