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L.A. GUNS >> Merchandise Links
L.A. GUNS
It's true we walk in disbelief Clutching to our faded glory Trusted me but I'm a thief Get down on your knees before me Worlds collide hate fills my mind Tension rising no surrender The street's a place where love is dying All hail to thee thy legal tender Now you're gonna end up face down... At night the vipers rip my flesh The bitch from hell is feeding Scratch my wounds to keep them fresh She likes 'em young 'n' bloody Now you gonna end up face down... Good and hate fear and shame Wasted our disaster Cuts like cancer in my brain Man now he's your master Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down
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