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Introdução:
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1. i'll take a nicotine cafeine sugar fix jesus don't ya git tired of turning
tricks
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but when your innocence dies you'll find the blues seems all our heroes were
hell "freud" might say that's what i need but all i really ever get is greed
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born to lose just walkin' through time you believe this heat another empty house
an most my friends they feel the same hell we don't even have ourselves to blame
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another dead end street gonna rest my bones sit for a spell this side of heaven
but times are hard and thrills are cheaper as your arms get shorter your pockets
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this close to hell right next door to hell why don't ya write a letter to me
get deeper right next door to hell why don't ya write a letter to me
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i said i'm right next door to hell
i said i'm right next door to hell
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an so many eyes are on me yeah right next door to hell got nowhere else to be
an so many eyes are on me yeah right next door to hell i never thought this is
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right next door to hell feels like the walls are closing in on me.
but i'm right next door to hell thinkin'time'll stand still for me.