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| Always looking at the ground, a {broken}, beaten man | 0%
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| And now he blames the voices of a {toothless} wonder | 0%
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| Anything for a hit, any {sin} to pay for it | 0%
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| But he's {dead} if he does | 0%
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| For that next {bowl}, he'd sell his soul | 0%
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| He can hardly think, hardly {walk} | 0%
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| He didn't want to end up {like} {them} | 0%
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| He said he'd try just a {little} {bit} | 0%
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| He wants the ride to stop on the {freight} {train} straight to hell | 0%
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| His cause of death, {high} {speed} on burnt ice | 0%
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| Looking over his shoulder, the {paranoia} grows | 0%
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| Memories of his {family} are calling after him | 0%
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| Phone {keeps} {ringing}, he can't talk | 0%
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| Pounding on the door to make the next {score} | 0%
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| {Shadow} people follow him everywhere he goes | 0%
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| {Spiral} to destruction, it's too late to break the spell | 0%
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| With just one hit the {pain} would go away | 0%
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| Without the truth he'll never find in a {dungeon} of his lies | 0%
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