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Where is the reason - where is the hope -
when all your life you're left hangin from a rope
Can I be saved - can I be cut loose -
arms tied to my side swingin from this noose
Now it's getting heavy -
now it's suffocating -
cauterize my wounds
But I'm still bleeding
I'm still bleeding (x5)
And I pulled you closer for a sense of relief -
I've been crucified for all my beliefs
As I take this shotgun and put it in my mouth -
set it to righten my sorrows and blast all the pain out
Now it pulls me under -
now the pain it breeds
to stitch m
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Words and Music by Rick Nielsen, Robin Zander, Tom Petersson and Bun E. Carlos
All mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine.
All mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine.
All mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine.
All mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine, all mine.
All mine, all mine, all mine, all mine.
You can drink my whiskey, get high all night;
Play my guitar, well, that's all right.
Give you my money, never get it back.
Take what you want as a matter of fact.
You can have anything, anything except
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chorus
i think you've got your fools mixed up
you must think i'm somebody else
i'm not the same fool you knew that couldn't help hisself
and followed you around like a dog
strung on a chain and wagged his cute little tail
whenever you call his name
but baby that will be no more remember when you walked out that door
i was on my knees i said "now baby please" you just looked at me and
said "no score" and you said its no joke and maybe one day you'll be
back again
well, baby i got lucky again
i made myself a million tears
and anot
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Life in this world with codes of bars
Feels like you're a fly trapped in a jar
The walls just keep on closing in
So fucking cheap is everything
Run around in circles all your life
Doing all those things you don't know why
All the faith in good been burned by fire
But you know you must keep crawling on and on
There's nothing more than shades of gray
No feeling in those brand new scales
Scearms just get louder in your brain
We ride on deeper down the drain
Run around in circles all your life
Doing all those things you don't know why
All th
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