| Oh, I’m the lucky one
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| Born in a white tux, live like a king dove, summer sun
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| Oh, I’m the buried seed
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| White on the tight rope, pain is a cycle
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| Don’t you see how it repeats?
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| Bombs a mess
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| Sometimes the devil got the sweetest kiss
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| Oh, will you ever make it out, son? |
| (Huh)
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| Will you ever make it out, son? |
| (Huh)
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| Are you a sucker or a lucky one?
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| Are you a sucker or a lucky one?
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| A lucky one
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| Oh, I’m a piece of dirt
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| Caught in a spiral, dead on arrival, make it hurt
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| Oh, I’m a tragic man
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| Love is a card game, head filled with heartache
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| It’s all a part of the plan
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| Guns, they stall
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| Sometimes the devil got the sweetest call
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| Oh, will you ever make it out, son? |
| (Huh)
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| Will you ever make it out, son? |
| (Huh)
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| Are you a sucker or a lucky one?
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| Are you a sucker or a lucky one?
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| A lucky one
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| I want a million bucks, I wanna fly to mars
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| I wanna die for love, I wanna touch the stars
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| I wanna finish first, I wanna make my place
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| I wanna move the earth, I wanna make it shake
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| I wanna be your boss, don’t wanna sell my soul
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| I wanna take it off, I wanna have control
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| I wanna have control, control, control
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| I wanna be the lucky one
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| Bombs a mess
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| Sometimes the devil got the sweetest kiss
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| Oh, will you ever make it out, son? |
| (Huh)
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| Will you ever make it out, son? |
| (Huh)
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| Are you a sucker or a lucky one?
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| Are you a sucker or a lucky one?
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| A lucky one |