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painted so many towns
painted them up and down down to the broken ground pointed the last one, for now soon I will stow away into the cool nightshade watching fireworks fly in the reservation sky found only hell to pay draggin` these bones all day sun-up to cocktail time dragged `em till I was blind the field full of also-rans stealin` my used up plans all of my friends were there They couldn`t believe I cared when I put my cold eye to it X2 and I couldn`t say no luck is the thing I make luck is the thing you break after it all went wrong before I was good as gone deep in the beggin` bowl I found some scraps to take drank from your poison jar found I was wide awake when I, put my cold eye to it X2 and I never said no, no I never said no when I, put my cold eye to it X2 Yes, I put my cold eye to it and I never said no, no I never said no
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