See me comin to town with my soul Straight down out of the world with my fingers Holding onto the devil I know All my troubles`ll hang on your trigger Take your eyes and your mind from the road Shoot your mouth off but look where you`re aiming Don`t forget to pick up what you sow Talking trash to the garbage around you
See me kickin the door with my boots Broke down out in a ditch of old rubbish Snakes and bones in the back of your room Handing out a confection of venom Heaven`s drunk from the poison you use Charm the wolves with the eyes of a gambler Now I see it`s a comfort to you Hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight
I won`t give up that ghost It`s sick the way these tongues are twisted The good in us is all we know There`s too much left to taste that`s bitter
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