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They crucify you when you get it wrong |
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When things are fine they put you ahead |
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They laugh at you with your trousers down |
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They pick the stones and aim them at you're head |
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When you're alive, they won't care what you said |
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What you deserve and all the blood you bled |
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Doesn't matter what you try to hide |
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The sun comes out and then the truth is read |
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Your fans will love you while you're alive |
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But the wreaths are laid by the rest instead |
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When you're alive they won't care what you said |
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What you deserve and all the blood you bled |
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'Cause everybody loves you when you're dead |
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Kneel and pray by the side of your bed |
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And then everybody loves you when you're dead |
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Kneel and pray just like your momma said |
