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We walk down that black line
We had some real good times
With whiskey on his breath
And a pocket full of gold
The lies you told are running thin
(These lies are running thin)
These walls are closing in and structured strong
These walls are closing in
Marks and sparks
You’re itching like a fiend
Making sense like a broken change machine
These walls are coming down
(These walls are coming down)
Flows like water, breathes like fire
Flows like water, breathes like fire
Marks and sparks
I suggest in cigarettes and gasoline
But that’s just me
It seems they’ve been around now for some time
Time…
Marks and sparks
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Evil Twin
04:35
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Oh it’s creeping right inside you
You know it breathes the same air
You never even seen it coming
You won’t have a prayer
You know it’s creeping right inside you
You know it breathes the same air
Eyes used to see in Technicolor
Now only have a grey stare
Wherever you go, it’s gonna be right by you
Wherever you go, it’s gonna be right there
Skeleton, give me some
Who are you when the lights go out?
Do you heckle Jekyll, or do you run and Hyde?
Who are you when the lights go out?
Do you heckle Jekyll, or do you run and Hyde?
Wherever you go, it’s gonna be right by you
Wherever you go, it’s gonna be right there
Skeleton, give me some
Wherever you go, it’s gonna be right by you
Wherever you go, it’s gonna be right there
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Warning Sign
03:08
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I’ll be your latest disaster
I’ll be your latest disease
On the way, on the way to the bedroom
I’ll have you right down on your knees
I’ll be anything you want, yeah
I’ll be anything you need
On the way, on the way to the bedroom
I’ll have you right down on your knees
I’ll be your warning sign
I got my leather jacket
I got my filthy blues
You best believe when I tell you something
My boots got more soul than you
I got my leather jacket
I got my filthy blues
You best believe when I tell you something
My boots got more soul than you
I’ll be your warning sign
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Miles (Acoustic)
04:17
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I walk for miles
Humming my own tune
And Jimi, he said
We’ll be getting there soon
I know that I
Don’t know how to choose
But if I smile
We’ll be getting there soon
Hey I’m a-go, whoa I’m a-go
Comin’
Whoa I’m a-go, Hey I’m a-go
Comin’
When I go hasting
I’m leaving, I’m wasting away
I walk for miles
Just to see my time fly
Now no more denial
Pulled the shades from my eyes
Hey I’m a-go, whoa I’m a-go
Comin’
Whoa I’m a-go, Hey I’m a-go
Comin’
When I go hasting
I’m leaving, I’m wasting away
I walk for miles
Humming my own tune
And Jimi, he said
We’ll be getting there soon
Hey I’m a-go, whoa I’m a-go
Comin’
Whoa I’m a-go, Hey I’m a-go
Comin’
When I go hasting
I’m leaving, I’m wasting away
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Let Out The Demons
05:13
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It's Friday night and the air is dead
Going to bleed rock n' roll, it's always heavy as led
Going to break out the matches
Light the flame
Going to beat those drums
With our skeleton hands, yeah
I hear you screamin'
Let out the demons
I hear you screamin'
Let out the demons
I got the feelin'
Let out the demons
I got the feelin'
Let out the demons
It's Saturday night and it's hot as hell
Oh sweet angel, you finally fell
It was bound to happen
Yeah, believe you me
We're going to stomp on the street
With our skeleton feet, yeah
I got the feelin'
Let out the demons
I got the feelin'
Let out the demons
I hear you screamin'
Let out the demons
I hear you screamin'
Let out the demons
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