it's set and here's the bone we'd like to be alone so do me a favor get the funk out of here we've really got it tough luck breaks up in the rough guy's lost his mirror soul shines black as miner's coal unwilling to surrender there's someone who's unsure we like to think the cure sits under clearer skies butt's filled with empty lies unwilling to surrender are you avoiding me it's plain to all who see i'm ground up to the night when all we'll do is fight unwilling to surrender

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