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Born under every bad sign ever known |
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On a bed of nails, in a world so cruel |
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Never easy for the twilight's own |
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Never nothin' n-n-nice for you! |
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Everybody knows who's selling their soul tonight |
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(hey man... I got nothing) |
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Lifting up a toast to the kingdom of the ghosts tonight |
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Gain the world tonight... |
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Knives out till they're scraping the bone (c'mon) |
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Mutiny! On the ship of fools |
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I know you wish I'd leave it alone but |
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I got nothin' n-n-nice for you! |
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Everybody knows who's selling their soul tonight |
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(hey man... I got nothing) |
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Lifting up a toast to the kingdom of the ghosts tonight |
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Gain the world tonight... |
