There's no place to lay dead
When I can't stay awake
The
Are you a believer?
You told me that you loved me
When your working is done, and you've got nothing left
To
I'm a wandering soul
I got no place of my own
Well
It's such a strange vine wrapped around my neck
All twisted
Streetwalker knows how to strut rightShe knows the truthBad boys
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