Well this life can be such a devil So I wrote the songs about angels I took my coat I went to the city I drank and I dropped and isnt it pretty For you I would do anything For you I would do anything I think that death is coming around I like it, I like it I think that death is coming around I like it, I like it Well this life can be such a devil So I wrote the songs about angels A nightmare stuck in the catcher Im weaving So I sat in the car and dreamed about dreaming For you I would do anything For you I would do anything I think that death is coming around I like it, I like it I think that death is coming around I like it, I like it Chalk it up to bad luck Just chalk it up to the lightness I think that death is coming around I think that death is coming around I think that death is coming around I like it, I like it I think that death is coming around I like it, I like it I think that death is coming around I like it, I like it I think that death is coming around I like it, I like it Chalk it up to bad luck Just chalk it up to the lightness Chalk it up to bad luck Just chalk it up to the lightness
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