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A desperate man loves desperately
Thinks not of what tomorrow brings
Invites his enemies
And I haven't slept in thirty days
I twist and bend like a dying snake
He takes it out of me
And I don't need you to tell me how far I have to go
There's no such thing as distance, it's only miles left on the road
I'm nothing but a night to you
Six hours, lay in solitude
You take it out of me
You're nothing but a song to me
Six hours, lay in memories
I'll carve them out of you
And I don't need you to tell me how sure I am to fail
'Cause I seen this train was coming, I laid my head down on the rail
Thinks not of what tomorrow brings
Invites his enemies
I twist and bend like a dying snake
He takes it out of me
There's no such thing as distance, it's only miles left on the road
Six hours, lay in solitude
You take it out of me
Six hours, lay in memories
I'll carve them out of you
'Cause I seen this train was coming, I laid my head down on the rail
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