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I got those wheels for nothin', yeah, some cash to burn. |
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Talk of the town keep movin', |
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No excuses, no return. |
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Too dumb to steal, too proud to beg - don't shake my tree. |
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I've been around the block, |
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There money's tight and nothing's free! |
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An angels face and butcher eyes, a quiet prayer - pack of lies. |
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They call you fate - |
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I call you pain and here |
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I go again!... |
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On the run, |
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My journey's just begun! |
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I'm On the run, |
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Oh God, what have |
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I done! On the run, |
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Like a unforgiven son, |
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I'm On the run! |
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Like a night |
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I'm chasin' down... |
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I won't take any crap and |
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I'm not comin' back, |
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I gonna give you kind of peace of mind, |
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No - shadow's right behind your back. |
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I've pumped it up, you've called me bad news, now |
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I'm gone. |
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No pity regrets 'bout, |
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Things I've said and things |
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I've done. |
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Look all around the place - law's gone, there's no respect, |
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Don't get too close |
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I've got my reputation to protect! |
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So check it out the place is dead - low life, no fun. |
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You listen up, and listen good - |
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I'm better off just livin' on the run! |
