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See me comin' to town my soul
Straight out of the world with my fingers
Holdin' onto the devil I
All my troubles'll hang on your

your eyes and your mind from the road
Shoot your mouth if you know where you're
Don't forget to up what you sow
trash to the garbage 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 the door with my boots
down out in a ditch of old rubbish
Snakes and bones in the of your room
Handin' out a confection of

Heaven's drunk the poison you use
Charm the with the eyes of a gambler
Now I see it's a to you
my bones 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 that
It's sick the way these are twisted
The good in us is all we
too much left to taste that's bitter

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

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