DARK SIDE

THERE AND OLD MAN AND HIS BOTTLE
WHO DOESN'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT TOMORROW
AND HE COULD CARE LESS OF WHAT YOU THINK
DOESN'T WANT YOUR PITY, OR YOUR SORROW
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SHE WAS AN ABUSED CHILD GROWING UP
AND HIT ALL THE TIME BY GUYS SHE DATED
SOME SAY BECAUSE SHE WAS TO WILD,
OTHERS SAY IT WAS HER CUTE SMILE
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I HAVE SINNED, I HAVE LIED, I HAVE KILLED
NOW I'M READY TO BEGIN HE SAID
I GOT RID OF MY GUN, I GOT RID OF MY KNIFE,
AND YES I USE THEM TO MURDER MY WIFE
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NOW HE LIVES BY THE NEEDLE
HE 'D TALKING TO HIS DEMONS
WHEN HE HIT'S HIS HIGH
AND FIGHTING WITH HIS SHADOW
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you finally found me, you finally caught me
you finally put it together, so ask the questions
and i'll tell you no lie, ask the questions and i'll tell you why
than lock me up, throw away the key, lock me up so they will see
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SHE TIGHTEN THE THREAD HE'D PUSHES THE NEEDLE
SOON AFTER THERE PASS OUT ON THE BED
HE WAKES UP DROPPING THE NEEDLE
AND LOOSING THE THREAD
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A NEWBORN WAS BORN TONIGHT
HIS MOTHER PUT HIM IN A TRASH BAG
TO BE KEPT OUT OF SIGHT
PUTTING HIM IN WITH ALL THE OTHER BAGS
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WHEN YOU CALL
I TALK TO YOU
WHEN YOU STALL
I RAN RIGHT OVER
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DOWN HERE IN THE STREET
THERE IS A PLACE CALLED THE DARK SIDE
WHERE THERE ARE NO FREE RIDES OR ANY MERCY
BECAUSE IF YOU PLAY BY THE SWORD
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WHO CRIES FOR THE LITTLE CHILD?
WHO NEVER ASKED TO BE BORN
NOW LIVES ON THE STREET
WITH HIS DREAMS TORN
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GIVE ME YOUR MONEY MAN AND I'LL GIVE YOU YOUR LIFE
SAY NOTHING WHEN ASK AND I WON'T HURT YOUR WIFE
DON'T MAKE ME MAD AND I WON'T DO SOMETHING BAD
JUST GIVE ME EVERYTHING AND MY GUN AND I GO AWAY
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ONE SUNDAY MORNING
A GUY HAD A PLAN
TO GO TO THE HIGHEST BUILDING
AND LEAN OVER THE LEDGE
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HE SETS HIS SIGHTS, HE FOLLOWS HIS PREY,
HE WAITS TILL SHE 'S ALONE
THAN HE MAKES HIS MOVE BEATING HER
KNOCKING HER DOWN
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SHE WOKE UP WITH A SOUR TASTE IN HER MOUTH
AND A BITTER SWEET ON HER TONGUE
WHERE SHE CAN'T GET ENOUGH SPIT TO SPIT IT OUT
NOW SHE HAS NO FRIENDS, SHE HAS NO LOVED ONES
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THERE WAS A JAIL BREAK TONIGHT
IN CELL BLOCK EIGHT
WHERE THE SNIPER STAYS
AND NOW THE COPS AND THEIR DOGS
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NOW I'M ON MY HANDS AND KNEES
BEGGING YOU DON'T SHOOT ME
NOW I LAID STILL ON THE FLOOR
IN MY OWN POOL OF BLOOD
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IT WAS A SATURDAY NIGHT ABOUT ONE IN THE MORNING
SHE GOT READY TO LEAVE TO GO HOME
HER FRIEND OFFER TO WALK WITH HER
SO SHE WASN'T ALONE, BUT SHE SAID NO
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I GOT A BITTER TASTE IN MY MOUTH
I GOT A SOUR TASTE ON MY TONGUE
AND I CAN'T SEEM TO SPIT IT OUT
LEAVING A TASTE OF BITTER SWEET
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I LIT MYSELF ON FIRE
TO SEND MY SINS FREE
I BURN MYSELF SO BAD
YOU COLDN'T TELL IT WAS ME
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YOU KEPT UP WITH YOUR PLEDGE
FINDING THE TALLEST BUILDING
WAITING TO JUMP OFF THE LEDGE
WHILE THE CROWD GATHERS AROUND
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