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Tekst Life is a sin and we're going down said my brother last seen at the coffee-shop Took my car, and my clothes and my cigarettes and all the tapes with my music on Pain. We share the glow Distance. We trace the road I hope he's fine and that's just about the only thing that we care about I ate your potatos and I ate your pie and I borrowed your leather jacket, refilled your zippo I hope it's alright Save somebody Love somebody Call me when it's through One somebody Twosome body Do the things that you do If it feels alright Lust. This is the end Fast lane. Right behind the next door is a fall