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On more time and you'll be
dead
at least i think that's what
they said
forty days won't break a man
it was a bullet in his head
There's something in the...
something in the way you were
the pain so wrong my friend
revolution...revolution man
imagine all the people
On more time and you'll be
dead
at least i think that's what
they said
forty days won't break a man
it was a bullet in his head
Listen while i load my gun
he said to me
something bout a chosen one
it's comin back to me
watch him while i taste the
sun
he said to me
something bout a chosen one
you'll never be
One last time for your medicine
swallow hard and take it in
lucy's in the sky again
trippin on her diamonds