On a Sunday morning the whole crowd assembled,
I've done some things that I'm not too proud of...
I've never left you, a deaf ear for longing.
Some hearts are gallows, I'm not here for hangin' around.
It's all right, man.
I'm only bleeding, man.
Stay hungry, stay free,
And do the best you can.Oh more lies and distortions. The things you hated from
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