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See me comin' to town my soul
Straight down out of the with my fingers
Holdin' the devil I know
All my troubles'll on your trigger

Take your and your mind from the road
Shoot your mouth if you where you're aimin'
forget to pick up what you sow
Talking trash to the around you

Na na, na na na na na
Na na, na na na na na
Na na, na na na na na
Na na, na na na na na

See me kickin' the with my boots
Broke out in a ditch of old rubbish
Snakes and bones in the of your room
out a confection of venom

Heaven's from the poison you use
Charm the wolves with the eyes of a
Now I see a comfort to you
Hammer my on the anvil of daylight

Na na, na na na na na
Na na, na na na na na
Na na, na na na na na
Na na, na na na na na

I won't give up ghost
sick the way these tongues are twisted
The in us is all we know
There's too much left to taste bitter

I won't up that ghost
It's sick the way these are twisted
The in us is all we know
There's too much left to taste that's

Na na, na na na na na
Na na, na na na na na
Na na, na na na na na
Na na, na na na na na

Na na, na na na na na
Na na, na na na na na
Na na, na na na na na
Na na, na na na na na

Na na, na na na na na
Na na, na na na na na