I took a drag off a cigarette while I was waiting for the world to end Taking the piss with this, Ive just been thinking Theres some things I couldve done different You wouldve and you shouldve but you cant come up The demon youve been feedings got his foot on your throat The words wont kill it if you keep them in. So I pick up the pen Hey, thats the breaks. You go to mice from men Crawling in the gutter when the snakes get in I was standing on the corner at Route 6A West I was not present when the music died I did a little of this and that I did a whole lot of no damn good, thats a fact But I never sold my soul for this, never will Still, I consider myself a lucky one Everybody wants a good train wreck. It entertains them The days get hot, the storms get wild The lightning gives it hell Well, thats the breaks. You go to mice from men Crawling in the gutter when the snakes get in I was standing on the corner at Route 6A West I was not present when the music died Youre not too old, you got a place here Youre not vulnerable. Give it a try The ones who leave you when youre wounded Will be the first in line to say they always knew that you could do it I got love for the place I live, love for the places Ive been I bring the wrath in the right directions I do what I want Number One Number One Come on sing the words back to me Were here for the beat and your company Its so easy to write about sex and blood and all that shit I got no love for Its turning out just like I thought it would Im turning lemons into lemonade so its all good You know Ive always had love for this, always saw the bright side Dont that sound nice? Yeah, thats the breaks. You go to mice from men Crawling in the gutter when the snakes get in I was standing on the corner at Route 6A West Trying to make sense of this ugly mess I was not present when the music died. Not present when the music died
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