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I'm bound Ooh, I'm on the road to hell, you see The road to terror dome is calling me Oh, if there's a hell then I'll buy a round 'Cause I'm going anyway

you If you knew where and when it was coming Maybe you'd know, know you're through New world, it's all been changing There's nothing you can do It's a

s in my eyes? It's the mirror from the wall, that's on the table Feeding me little white lies And I'm wasted in a waste land, I'm a junk man I got tombstones

you guys that are buying this. This is what happens when you consume massive amounts of drugs and alcohol" My mother was a douche bag My sister was a

This is a thing I've never known before It's called easy living This is a place I've never seen before And I've been forgiven Easy living and I've been

the Devil tonight No I won't make no deal To give him my life I got a pain and I I got a band The road to paying my dues A million times he shoved

's mine to claim I hold my hands out, I take it all I want a fistful, fistful of diamonds I live for the glory and fame I want a fistful, fistful of

on this road to be Someone I would find Pride for the fall to be The heart becomes blind I rise my eyes to see A mirror that lied to me Find time's gone

Listen to my heartbeat when it's calling I just wanna hold you in my arms Listen to my heartbeat when it's calling out for you You're playing with