Still sittin? here in my dead man?s coat
A lonely end on a winding road
That was my time, a wasted life
The devil?s waitin?
I have to ride
The sun is up, I hear them come
To kill the man that I?ve become
There?s no way out, I?ll pay my dues
And eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
So understand
The fifth command
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