Stand up straight let me see that face, I feel nothing now
Long walk on but it's a short ride alone, I should but I don't know how
I'm almost done, almost finished
I'm almost done, almost finished
Come back her I know where you live, I'd rather run than shoot.
Taste your tongue tell me what have you done? I find no excuse"¦
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